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hearthbound - verity
When Keith was younger, he used to wish that his soul would lead him to Shiro, that wherever Shiro went, Keith could follow him forever—that he’d be hearthbound to Shiro instead of a place, or none. They were both orphans without a home. Maybe theirs could be each other.
'fanfic  -voltron  +keith/shiro  $dudeslash  "au  "fantasy  :2k-10k  @verity 
21 hours ago
out of my head - Nonymos
A little POV Outsider ficlet, because I love POV outsider in general but I love it even more when the characters being Observed From The Outside are all complete fuckin' weirdos. :D
'fanfic  -venom  +anne/dan/eddie/venom  $multi  $poly  :2k-10k  @nonymos  "outsidepov 
yesterday
A Piece of the Continent - Epigone
Where Genly Ai went, after Winter. [Written for Yuletide 2010.]

oh, wow. Very effective at grounding in setting such that it evokes a strong consistent feeling throughout. Plus excellent alien anthropology
'fanfic  -lefthandofdarkness  *genly  :10k-20k  @epigone  $gen  ^excellent  ^interesting  ^evocative  "waterrelatedstuff 
yesterday
These Lifeless Things - AlphaCygni
Someone has to check in on Doctor Bashir for the eight days Castellan Garak is away. Who can care for one doctor better than another?

Kelas Parmak reflects on love and recovery.
'fanfic  -startrek_ds9  +bashir/garak/parmak  $dudeslash  $poly  :30k-40k  @alphacygni 
yesterday
Time Out of Mind - misereremolly
An unexpected trip through time and a chance encounter has Julian Bashir contemplating the consequences of certain actions and their reactions.
'fanfic  "timetravel  +bashir/garak  -startrek_ds9  $dudeslash  @misereremolly  :2k-10k 
yesterday
Another Tuesday Afternoon By Lincoln Michel
It feels like whenever I need to boil the wool of bat
the sink is clogged. Or you forget to cover the ram’s blood
overnight and the whole spell is ruined.
'poetry  @lincolnmichel 
yesterday
Learning to Speak - tinsnip
Julian Bashir has been on Cardassia for six months. He thinks he's adapted pretty well. But when it's time to learn the language, he realizes he's nowhere near as clever as he thought.

Set post-canon, about a year and a half after the series ends. Light stuff, with occasional dips into darker territory.
'fanfic  -startrek_ds9  +bashir/garak  :20k-30k  $dudeslash  @tinsnip  "language 
yesterday
Especially the Lies - AlphaCygni
It started out as a simple lie.

He should have known better than to get involved in a lie with Elim Garak.
'fanfic  "pretendrelationship  -startrek_ds9  +bashir/garak  $dudeslash  :20k-30k  @alphacygni 
yesterday
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world. - je_t_oublie
The new life of Doctor Julian Bashir. It's dusty, he's tired, and Garak didn't intend his letter as an invitation, really doctor. I hope you enjoy sleeping with the door open.
'fanfic  -startrek_ds9  +bashir/garak  $dudeslash  :10k-20k  @je_t_oublie 
yesterday
Private Universe - AuroraNova
In his younger years, Garak dismissed the idea of private universes as fanciful and not worth his time. Now he finds himself sharing just such a dimension with a certain recklessly optimistic doctor, and if randomly disappearing from the known universe wasn't bad enough, legend claims this bond is permanent. Or, the multiverse is determined to vex Elim Garak endlessly.

series consists of:
A Private Universe
A Chasm in Perspective
Points of No Return
Private Universe Snapshots
Bittersweet Symphonies (wip through part 3)
'fanfic  "wip  "bonding  -startrek_ds9  +bashir/garak  :40k-100k  @auroranova  $dudeslash 
yesterday
No Place I'd Rather Be - backfire
Being with Steven is like being home.

Unusual in that two people are both conscious of the looping
'fanfic  -buzzfeedworthit  +andrew/steven  "timeloop  $dudeslash  :30k-40k  @backfire 
yesterday
Walking on the Ground - Flummery
This was our entry in the 2005 Vividcon Challenge show, for the Milestones theme (in honor of the 30th anniversary of vidding). So we vidded our take on vidding history.
'vid  ^yeah  -fandom  -multifandom  $gen  @flummery 
2 days ago
They Do That Sometimes - nagi_schwarz
Written for the 2016 SGA Secret Santa. Dave Sheppard's girls are kidnapped. John Sheppard and his team - and the dubiously-humored Dr. Daniel Jackson - show up to help. Gun fights and car chases ensue.
'fanfic  -sga  +john/rodney  *dave  $dudeslash  "outsidepov  :2k-10k  @nagi_schwarz  *daniel 
9 days ago
Do Not Compel Me So - Mithrigil
Anakin has always had an easy time getting what he wants.

(He never means to do it.)
'fanfic  -starwars  *anakin  $gen  $het  :500-2k  @mithrigil  ^interesting 
9 days ago
a tree that has not blossomed (yet) - susiecarter
An accident involving a Kryptonian device meddled with by Lex Luthor sends Bruce forward, into a future that must not—cannot—be his own.

Because sure, Clark's joined the Justice League. Clark's willing to work with Bruce to save the world. Clark's even forgiven him for what he once tried to do. But that doesn't mean they're going to—that doesn't make it plausible that they'd ever be—that they would get married.
'fanfic  "timetravel  -dcu  :2k-10k  @susiecarter  +bruce/clark  $dudeslash  ^good 
11 days ago
Dustdaughter - Inda Lauryn
“What’s your name, girl?”

“Dust.”

“Dust! What kinda people named they child Dust!”

She sat in thought a moment, recalling what her wayfaring aunt she rarely saw told her to say whenever someone questioned her name, if she could remember it all.

“It’s short for Dustdaughter…”

“That’s a heavy name for a child.”
'fiction  -profic  :2k-10k  @indalauryn  $gen 
11 days ago
The Thing, With Feathers - Marissa Lingen
Val had lost hope.

Routine carried her where hope had stopped: up the stairs to tend the lamp. Into the forest for wood, apples, berries, more rarely a deer or a grouse. Her stores of magic and wild rice came from the same place, though not from the same method: the smaller, murky inland lake, the one too small to need a lighthouse, only the canoes and the flat-bottom boats of the rice harvest.

I enjoy how the story never tells you directly what horrible thing it was that happened in the past, you just get to see the results of it.

(Author says it's set on the north shore of Lake Superior, which is absolutely correct.)
'fanfic  -profic  $gen  @marissalingen  :2k-10k  ^interesting 
11 days ago
your story's all wrong - Attila
"Well," Cho says, "my first name's Ermintrude, so."

"Right," Hermione says again. "Well, that explains that, then."
'fanfic  -harrypotter  $femslash  +cho/hermione  :2k-10k  ^good  @attila 
12 days ago
untitled agent carter ot3 - sholio
Peggy, Jack and Daniel are on a field mission in England, are lost or running to hide at night, someone's injured and they need to lie low, and Peggy leads them to the only safe house she knows... her parents' home in Hampton.
'fanfic  -agentcarter  +daniel/jack/peggy  :500-2k  @sholio  $poly  $multi 
13 days ago
I Won't Stop Until You Love Me - DaisyNinjaGirl
It was just as well they called it the Forlorn Hope.

Jenny before the events of the book
'fanfic  $het  ^yeah  -acivilcontract  +adam/jenny  :2k-10k  *jonathan  @daisyninjagirl 
13 days ago
Majorana, Back Again - Hal Y. Zhang
9. The explosion cradles her gently,
weightless, so loud all is silent,
the swaddle of electric pepper
compressing like a mother’s heartbeat.

8. Is this when—

I don't think I actually understand this poem, but you know, I also don't think that really matters in my appreciation of it
'poetry  @halyzhang 
16 days ago
If We Be Friends - Rose Lerner
When I publish a new book, traditionally I post a free short story about the characters from my last book, based on reader requests.

“One of those ‘bid on a dinner/kiss’ auctions used for a charity/political fundraiser! In a modern AU.”

The story is about 7500 words, and it’s Sukey/Phoebe. (With background Sukey/John and Phoebe/Nick, of course! With polyamory all things are possible. 😘)
'fanfic  -listentothemoon  @roselerner  +phoebe/sukey  +john/sukey  +nick/phoebe  $femslash  $poly  :2k-10k 
16 days ago
Circus Girl, The Hunter, and Mirror Boy - JY Yang
As an orphaned sixteen-year-old, Lynette was haunted by the ghost of Mirror Boy, the drowned child who replaced her reflection. Ten years later, she’s built herself a new life, but all that is threatened when Mirror Boy returns, warning of danger. A hunter has come for both of them, and unless Lynette can figure out what’s going on, they will both perish.
'fiction  -profic  $gen  @jyyang  :2k-10k 
16 days ago
Arena - astolat
This is sort of an AU of Victory Condition; veiledvalerian@tumblr sent me a note saying "anyway can't stop thinking about fighter megatron and posh little autobot Orion pax so that's just my state of being now I guess" and (several months later) this came out
'fanfic  "au  -transformers  +megatron/orionpax  $dudeslash  $other  :2k-10k  @astolat 
16 days ago
Excessively Clever - astolat
“Don’t let this become one of the occasions you get excessively clever, Swindle," Megatron said. "My patience for the current situation is highly limited.”

I love Swindle's pov
'fanfic  "outsidepov  -transformers  +megatron/optimusprime  :10k-20k  @astolat  $dudeslash  $other  *swindle 
16 days ago
Never Meant To See The Light Of Our Armistice Day. - Lanna Michaels (lannamichaels)
"Lady Therese Vorkalloner," Esterhazy announces. He ushers her in and then makes a discreet retreat. Aral pushes himself up higher in the chair and looks at his ex-wife.

He can't recall when he had last seen her. Their circles haven't crossed very much since her remarriage and, when they have, she's made it clear that they've already said all they've needed to each other. But she's not the first one of Aral's old enemies to come see him on his sick bed.
'fanfic  "au  ^interesting  -vorkosigan  *aral  *aral'sfirstwife  $gen  :2k-10k  @lannamichaels  $het 
16 days ago
Homemade Oat Milk | Minimalist Baker Recipes
for use when I want to replace milk in baking recipes, we'll see how it works!

1 cup rolled oats
4 cups water (use less water for thicker, creamier milk!)
1 pinch salt

Instructions

Add oats, water, salt to a high-speed blender. Top with lid and cover with a towel to ensure it doesn't splash. Blend for about 1 minute or until the mixture seems well combined. It doesn't have to be 100% pulverized. In fact, over-blending can make the oat milk slimy in texture.

Pour the mixture over a large mixing bowl or pitcher covered with a very thin towel or a clean T-shirt to remove any oat remnants.

Transfer to a sealed container and refrigerate. Will keep in the refrigerator up to 5 days (sometimes more). Shake thoroughly before using.
[recipe-totry] 
16 days ago
Legacies - Nikki Giovanni
her grandmother called her from the playground
“yes, ma’am”
“i want chu to learn how to make rolls” said the old
woman proudly
'poetry  @nikkigiovanni 
16 days ago
Gluten Free Skillet Cornbread | Joy on Patreon
•1 1/2 cups of cornmeal
•1/2 teaspoon of sea salt
•2 teaspoons of gluten free baking powder (I use Bob's Red Mill)
•2-3 tablespoons of cane sugar (can add more or less to taste)
•2 large eggs
•4 table spoons of melted butter or dairy free oil of choice such as olive oil
•3/4 cup of milk or dairy free milk of choice

Note: you can change up the texture of the bread depending on what you want to use it for. If you like it quite gritty and springy with more air holes, leaving the cornmeal as it is works well. If you want something finer, more like a polenta cake, you can grind the cornmeal into corn flour using a regular old food processor. I like to grind up one cup of the cornmeal to create a finer grain, while keeping the remaining half cup grittier for texture and spring back.

Method:

Preheat oven to 400°f and throw your lightly greased skillet or cake pan in to preheat.

Mix your dry ingredients together, combining the cornmeal, 1/2 teaspoon of salt, 2 teaspoons of baking powder and 2-3 tablespoons of cane sugar, in a medium sized bowl.

Start combining the wet ingredients, starting with the 2 eggs. Don't worry if it looks really lumpy, it's supposed to. Next, add in the 4 tablespoons of melted butter or oil. Followed by the 3/4 cup of milk, mixing it in gradually until you have a smooth batter. You may or may not wind up using all of the milk, depending on the consistency of your grain. The grittier the grain, the more milk you may need, and it's okay to go up to a whole 1 cup if you feel it needs it.

Having allowed your skillet or cake pan to get up to temperature, remove it carefully from the oven, and pour the batter into it and pop it in the oven.

Depending on how crispy or soft you want it to be, you can at this point lower the temperature of the oven or leave it as is. If you want it for something like sopping up juices or gravy, this gluten free mix will happily stay at the 400°f mark without any issue, but will be a little denser/crispier. If you want it a little softer and more crumbly, you can lower the temp to 375°f. Results may vary per your individual ovens.

Cook for 10-12 minutes, checking it at the 10 minute mark.

When done, leave the bread to cool for 10-15 minutes in the skillet before cutting.

Some people like to cut it into triangles, but this mix can be quite crumbly, and like a lot of gluten free things, holds together better in smaller portions, so I like to divide it into squares.

Like most cornbread, this bread is best the day it is made, but will also keep well into the second day if stored correctly in a cool, dry place.
[recipe-totry]  [breadlike] 
16 days ago
Give the Family My Love - A. T. Greenblatt
I’m beginning to regret my life choices, Saul. Also, hello from the edge of the galaxy.

Also, surprise! I know this isn’t what you had in mind when you said “Keep in touch, Hazel” but this planet doesn’t exactly invoke the muse of letter writing. The muse of extremely long voice messages however . . .

So. Want to know what’s this world’s like? Rocky, empty, and bleak in all directions, except one. The sky’s so stormy and green it looks like I’m trudging through the bottom of an algae-infested pond. I’ve got this 85-million-dollar suit between me and the outside, but I swear, I’m suffocating on the atmosphere. Also, I’m 900 meters away from where I need to be with no vehicle to get me there except my own two legs.

So here I am. Walking.
'fiction  -profic  $gen  :2k-10k  @atgreenblatt  "epistolary 
16 days ago
The Suite Life - CartWrite
But then Rodney would stand close to him, or be unexpectedly kind, or do something stupid and heroic, and John’s entire body would shout him, that one, Rodney McKay, him. Like the world was a candy store where John could just point and say I’ll have the genius with the big blue eyes and Rodney would be his with a bow on.

*****

John did not ask to sprain his ankle, to be reassigned to the best quarters in Atlantis, or for Rodney McKay to become his new neighbor. But that’s what happened. Post-series.

Here’s wishing callunavulgari a very Merry Christmas. She gave me a detailed letter with lots of avenues to explore. I was struck by “domesticity” and “a slow, lazy kind of jam that just makes me happy.” Here’s my attempt at that. <3

aaahhhh I love it
'fanfic  -sga  +john/rodney  :20k-30k  @cartwrite  $dudeslash  ^delightful 
16 days ago
Mother Tongues - S. Qiouyi Lu
“You know,” Diana says as she strides back to you, “China’s really hot right now—with their new open-door policy, lots of people are (clamoring?) to invest there; I have people calling me all the time, asking if I have A-grade Mandarin.”

She sets a brochure down on the desk and sits back in the executive chair across from you.

“Have you considered selling your Mandarin?”

You trace your hands over the brochure, feeling the embossed logo. China’s flag cascades down to a silhouette of Beijing’s skyline; you read the Simplified characters printed on the brochure, your eyes skimming over them so much more quickly than you skim over English.

“How much?” you ask.

Diana leans in. “A-grade Mandarin is going for as much as $800,000 these days.”

Your heart skips a beat. That would be enough to cover Lillian’s college, with maybe a little bit left over—it’s a tantalizing number. But the thought of going without Mandarin gives you pause: it’s the language you think in, the language that’s close to your heart in the way English is not; it’s more integral to who you are than any foreign tongue. English you could go without—Lillian’s Mandarin is good enough to help you translate your way around what you need—but Mandarin?
'fiction  -profic  ^feelings  "language  @squiouyilu  :2k-10k  $gen 
18 days ago
Super-simple ways to allow text selection at FF.net : rational
Super-simple ways to allow text selection at FF.net

2 simple methods, take your pick:

Method 1) simply change the url from "www.fanfiction.net/..." to "m.fanfiction.net/...". You're done.
'how-to 
22 days ago
Such a Loftier Song - Cinaed
Three girls that Cosette Fauchelevent never fell in love with, in the convent, in another universe, and in a carriage.
'fanfic  -lesmiserables  +cosette/oc  +cosette/eponine  +cosette/anne  "crossover  -anneofgreengables  $femslash  :500-2k  @cinaed 
22 days ago
Five Ways Ekaterin Never Met Miles at Twenty - Sahiya
Regret . . . And what if she and Miles had met at twenty, instead of she and Tien? It had been possible; she'd been a student at the Vorbarra District University, he'd been a newly minted officer in and out of the capital. If their paths had crossed, might she have won a less bitter life? - pp. 534, A Civil Campaign
'fanfic  -vorkosigan  "au  +ekaterin/miles  +ekaterin/tien  $het  :2k-10k  @sahiya 
24 days ago
untitled reg shoe and vimes - pasiphile
“You’re staring at Mister Vimes, Reg.”

“Am I?” Reg asks, eyes fixed on Vimes’ back as he speaks to some new recruits.

“Yes Reg,” Nobby says. “You’re staring, Reg. Why’re you staring?”

“He… just reminds me of someone, sometimes. The Commander.”
'fanfic  $gen  -discworld  *regshoe  *vimes  :500-2k  @pasiphile 
25 days ago
Left to Take the Lead - Marissa Lingen
The day I found out my Uncle Will was still alive, I had been out spraying the crops in a full crinkly hazmat suit. The Earthers I was working for were nice people, but they always whined about the suits. To me they seemed light and airy, hardly even an annoyance compared to a vacuum suit, so I was the one who would get sent out first with the sprayer when the blight warnings came in from the provincial capital in Edmonton.

I didn’t mind. It was the tenth month of my indenture on Earth, and I had almost gotten used to the smell, but even so a little overlay of antifungal didn’t change it much.
(I cried)
'fiction  -profic  "family  ^feelings  $gen  :10k-20k  @marissalingen 
27 days ago
La Orpheline - Jordan Taylor
This story begins at the end. The orphan is found by her new family adoptif.

Look: she is here, asleep in a row of plush seats in the Grande Salle, her bare brown feet tucked under the tattered hem of her skirts. Above her soars the painted ceiling and the many chandeliers of the Opéra le Peletier, which is, in the brief time of this story, the national opera of France. Around her stand the members of the production company—the angular Costume Mistress, the rotund Directeur de Théâtre, the seamstresses and the members of the orchestra and the many brawny stagehands—all peering at her intently and holding their breath, as if she is a princess in a tale. There is some debate about turning her out into the streets—for in the time of this story, an extra mouth to feed in Paris could mean hunger for all.
'fiction  -profic  $gen  :2k-10k  @jordantaylor 
27 days ago
The King's Mirror - M. K. Hutchins
The king had already enslaved two grinders for failing him. I didn’t want to be the third.

Sitting in the best room of the grinders’ workshop, I rubbed the almost-finished hematite mirror over and over with a grindstone of fired clay, specially tempered for polishing. The king stood behind me, his gaze burning the back of my neck. Sweat beaded in my hair, between my elbows, under my knees. With a word, he could doom me to a lifetime of hard labor and rip me away from everyone I loved.

I kept polishing.
I really liked this one
'fiction  -profic  $gen  :2k-10k  @mkhutchins  ^feelings  ^yeah 
27 days ago
2086 - T.K. Lê
After that announcement, she pulled all the government brochures about the teleportation devices out of the mail, leaving the rest for Má and Ba to sort after they came home from work. She spent hours reading them with baby Xuyên in her lap. Even though she didn’t know much English, she knew some words that I hadn’t learned yet, like “liability” and “atomization.”
'fiction  -profic  :2k-10k  @tkle  $gen 
27 days ago
A state of sublimity - Apathy
Five times Marius Pontmercy failed to seize the opportunity, and one time opportunity seized him.

Amazing, A+ Pontmercying
^yep  'fanfic  -lesmiserables  +courfeyrac/marius  $dudeslash  :2k-10k  @apathy 
28 days ago
Raised - PilferingApples
In a timeline where things go a little differently, Fantine, Javert and Valjean team up to recover Cosette from the Thenardiers, in an eyebrow-raising adventure that will help them all learn a little something about redemption, compassion, and judgey expressions.

(based mostly on the 2019 BBC miniseries book tie-in cover)
'fanfic  "crack  -lesmiserables  *valjean  *fantine  *javert  *cosette  *thenardier  :500-2k  @pilferingapples  $gen 
29 days ago
I Can't Help But Pull The Earth Around Me. - Lanna Michaels (lannamichaels)
Ekaterin isn't going to settle for anything less than what her aunt has.

Author's note: So, I got incredibly snarky about how the custody policy presented in two (2) of the books would, ad absurdum, mean that Ekaterin would go to the Vorthyses after her mother died and the Vorvaynes wouldn't have any hold on her. Then I was like, screw it, let's take canon at its word and write that.
'fanfic  "au  $het  -vorkosigan  +ekaterin/gregor  :2k-10k  @lannamichaels 
29 days ago
The Tragedy of Zayred the Splendid - Grace Seybold
“No, listen, listen,” one of the mountain women said. “Strange things may happen on your farms and in your towns, but it’s nothing to what you may see in the forests, in the depth of winter, far from light and hope. They say the ghost of Zayred the Splendid—”

“Pigshit on your ghosts,” the mule driver interrupted. “Zayred the Splendid isn’t even dead.” The silent, unsmiling figure in the corner leaned forward, suddenly intent.

“Killed by Cladists in the month of rains, I heard,” said the farmhand from Little Bhirrit. “They said there was a battle out in the Salt Country and she tried to hold a bridge by herself against a whole Cladist army, and she sang for six hours and held them all spellbound, while she waited for reinforcements from Devport to come, only they never did, and eventually her voice gave out and the spell broke and they killed her.” The listener in the corner twitched, but the expression that crossed her face was gone so quickly that no-one would have marked it.

“And now her ghost roams the forests,” the mountain woman insisted.

“Why would she haunt the forests if she was killed in the Salt Country?” the mule driver asked

Would be stronger for being tightened and shortened some, but still worth reading
'fiction  -profic  $gen  ^interesting  :2k-10k  @graceseybold 
29 days ago
Star Quality - who_la_hoop
Two years after the war, and Harry’s content with his life. OK, so it’s a little annoying that he keeps winning Witch Weekly’s Most Eligible Bachelor award, and he’s really not looking forward to the unveiling of an enormous gold statue of himself, but he loves his friends, and he loves being an Auror. And if he yearns for something more, something he can barely bring himself to think about, well, he’ll probably get over it. No one’s happy all the time, are they?

But then everything changes, and Harry’s thrown into a new and dazzling world he’s not sure he can actually escape from. And as time goes on, he starts to wonder: does he actually want to?
'fanfic  #  "au/canon  -harrypotter  +draco/harry  :>100k  @who_la_hoop  "musician 
29 days ago
Octo-Heist in Progress - Rich Larson
Pico flattened himself against the aquarium glass, rippling his suckers. Etta got her first look at his beak, hooked and sharp, almost like a parrot’s.

“He gets bored when we aren’t working. Plays with the toilet a lot.” Thierry peeled off the smartgloves and set them carefully on his work bench. “So, you got a job for me, right?” He grabbed the wheelie chair and shoved it over. “You know the fee? Payment options?”

“Quinton told me, yeah.” Etta caught the chair, but didn’t sit down, gripping the back in both hands. She swiveled it back and forth as she arranged her words. “I left something at someone’s house. After a party. And I need it back.”

Thierry raised his eyebrows. He yanked the fold-down bed off the wall and sank onto it, hands behind his head, one leg over the other. “Okay. Deet me the deets. I say deets for details. It’s shorter.”

Etta moved the chair back and forth, back and forth. Then she sat down, took a deep breath, and deeted him the deets.
low-stakes fun, love the use of slang
'fiction  -profic  $gen  :2k-10k  @richlarson 
29 days ago
proof - novensides
"Proofing, also sometimes called final fermentation, is the specific term for allowing dough to rise after it has been shaped and before it is baked."

Less than a year has passed since the final battle, and the Ministry is already up to its old tricks. Harry would very much like them to stop ignoring due process, tossing people in Azkaban, controlling the press, and menacing the populace with dementors.

He would also like, if at all possible, to bake a passable loaf of bread.

this fic is about BAKING and POLITICS and I love it very much
'fanfic  ^good  -harrypotter  *hermione  *harry  *ron  *ensemble  :20k-30k  @novensides  $gen 
29 days ago
halcyon - novensides
Three time-travelers step out of the Room of Requirement and right into the village of Little Hangleton, circa 1903. They kidnap a little girl and rewrite history.
'fanfic  "au  -harrypotter  *luna  *neville  *ginny  *merope  $gen  :2k-10k  @novensides  ^good 
29 days ago
Magic Potion Behind-the-Mountains - Jaymee Goh
When the magistrate arrives in Immen, the first thing he does is summon Grandmother Seung, druidess of Yang Village Behind-the-Mountains, to ask for her magic potion. (This is, of course, after putting into order the work his predecessor left behind, after examining the roster of his new officers, after a good night’s rest. The magistrate understands the perfect order of things.)
'fiction  -profic  :2k-10k  @jaymeegoh  $gen 
4 weeks ago
The Thing About Ghost Stories - Naomi Kritzer
It feels like ghost stories should mean something, but it’s not at all clear what. I managed to get about a hundred pages out of the question, “What do these mean, anyway?” when I wrote my doctoral dissertation to get my PhD in Folklore, all without reaching an actual conclusion. My mother helpfully pointed that out when she read the manuscript.

“If I give them a real answer, they’ll just complain about it,” I said.

“So just tell me, Leah,” she said. “What do you think ghost stories mean?”

“I think they’re the manifestation of people’s desire for answers about death and eternity,” I said. “But I could be totally wrong, especially since there’s a whole category of ghost stories that don’t seem to have anything to do with identifiable dead people.”
'fiction  -profic  "ghost  "academia  ^good  ^interesting  @naomikritzer  $gen  :2k-10k 
4 weeks ago
A Pronunciation Guide to the Vorkosigan Universe
The author says that we may pronounce the names as we please, but many readers wish to know how she pronounces them. Without getting too finicky, this is to give an indication of the syllables which are more emphasized and the approximate values of the vowels and consonants of most of the names used in the Vorkosigan universe of Lois McMaster Bujold. Brief identifications will include the work in which the person or place principally appears, if it appears little outside of that work
'resource  -vorkosigan 
4 weeks ago
And Bide the Danger - MiraMira
Susan Pevensie: former Unspeakable, legendary beauty, possible Dark witch. A young Amelia Bones, eager to make her mark on MLE, has just been assigned to track her down. But the further Amelia proceeds with her investigation, the more questions she uncovers - especially once she meets Susan herself.
'fanfic  $gen  "crossover  :2k-10k  @miramira  *susan  *amelia  -narnia  -harrypotter 
4 weeks ago
Dress the Part - Alyndra
Renee is just helping Kim adapt to her new life as a toff. Why is Mairelon so skeptical of that?

Set between the books.
'fanfic  -mairelonthemagician  :2k-10k  @alyndra  $poly  $multi  +kim/renee  +edward/kim/mairelon/renee 
4 weeks ago
Practical Lessons - nebulia
Kim likes kissing Mairelon quite a bit; it follows that she'd like other things, too. Fortunately Mairelon is willing to oblige.
'fanfic  -mairelonthemagician  +kim/mairelon  :2k-10k  @nebulia  $het 
4 weeks ago
Black Cat, Pink Flamingo - Edonohana
Elle was in pink, of course. But while her amazing array of pink outfits normally made Vivian think of flamingos and pink Corvettes and Watermelon Wave Bubblicious with the liquid center, this one made Vivian think of women’s lips parting to accept a kiss, the nipples of women who are naturally blonde, and the wet pink folds of a woman’s—

Vivian forcibly yanked her thoughts off that track.
'fanfic  "pretendrelationship  -legallyblonde  @edonohana  :2k-10k  $femslash 
4 weeks ago
When We Find Our Voices - Eleanna Castroianni
Nyalu squeezes my hand, burying a blunt talon into my flesh as if to wake me up from sleep. It’s time to wear our wedding rings—the gifts sent to the island two moons ago, for our husband to mark us as his. Nyalu slips one pearl-white ring over my wrist, then traces the chain to find the other one; I push it down gently over his hand. His fingers shake—it’s not the boat’s rocking. The pairs of brides around us are already restless, already standing on their feet inside the boats, wings flapping anxiously underneath their veils.

The hairless, featherless arms of men are tying our boats to the pier, unloading the stacks of lacquered boxes. A gloved hand reaches out. Nyalu is behind me and almost loses his balance as he hops from wood over water and onto the earth.

Beneath our feet we find flat, concrete rock. We careen through the silent faces of husbands, through a swarm of veils, feathers, hands, and feet covered in bridal tattoos. No words of welcome, no music or dance to celebrate the group wedding. No mothers-in-law to host us. This is a nation of men.
'fiction  -profic  ^interesting  $other  :10k-20k  @eleannacastroianni 
4 weeks ago
Sequestration; Vitrification - Allison Jamieson-Lucy
Radiation, the last breath of unstable atoms, spilled no blood as it passed through flesh and bone, but it was murder on DNA. For humans, DNA damage spelled nausea, headache, cancer, death. Lynn’s genetically engineered diatoms, too small to have organs that would fail, simply died. They fell to the bottoms of their flasks in browning drifts, too toxic to decompose.
'fiction  -profic  @allisonjamieson-lucy  $gen  :2k-10k 
4 weeks ago
[VID] Stray Italian Greyhound - Butterfly
"I was ready for the downslide but not for spring to well up."
'vid  -yurionice  +viktor/yuuri  $dudeslash  @butterfly 
4 weeks ago
A Compendium of Architecture and the Science of Building - Kate Elliott
By the time he returned home after all his years of wandering, Magnus Diarisso had come to prefer a fire burning on cold days rather than the elaborate hypocaust system that heated the mage house. The sound of wood settling, sparks popping, and ashes sighing helped him relax.

He told his nephew the mansa, the powerful cold mage who was head of Four Moons House, that he did not want to live in the main house with its comings and goings and the children’s chatter and the inevitable intrigues and gossip. He wanted space to think, to at long last write the compendium of architecture whose composition he had had to delay time and again. After all, this too was part of a life’s work: to pass on what you knew to those who would come after you, to keep the chain of knowledge intact from one generation into the next.
'fiction  -profic  $gen  :2k-10k  @kateelliott 
4 weeks ago
The Barnum Effect - Celia Neri
Monday. “Pisces. You started showing your hidden skills and people are noticing! Accept the changes that are coming.”

The metro train was jerking right and left, accelerating and decelerating, without any kind of recognizable rhythm. Meriam felt tired, as if the project she had been working on for the past year had lasted for decades. She folded the newspaper on the seat in front of her and extended her legs clad in a pair of jeans to put her feet up. She settled for a brief rest.
'fiction  -profic  "ai  $gen  :2k-10k  @celianeri 
4 weeks ago
we expected something more - mardia
“How do you think Peter’s been doing, lately?” Alex asks him, still in that mild tone.

Nightingale sits back in his seat. “Fine,” he says at last.

Alex tries to restrain himself, he really does. “Are you sure about that?”
'fanfic  -riversoflondon  *seawoll  *thomas  $gen  :500-2k  @mardia 
4 weeks ago
Spinsta (Spidey Insta) - Ravenesta
There are things that Jefferson Davis simply does not understand.

He's starting to, though.
'fanfic  -spiderman:intothespiderverse  *miles  *jefferson  :2k-10k  @ravenesta  $gen 
4 weeks ago
spiderman loves you - owlinaminor
Or: how to figure out if your son is actually Spiderman without letting him know that you suspect he’s Spiderman because you want to make sure you’re right about him being Spiderman before you ground him for the rest of his adolescent life.
'fanfic  -spiderman:intothespiderverse  *miles  *jefferson  $gen  :2k-10k  @owlinaminor 
4 weeks ago
Let him lead me to the banquet - harryromper
The worst part is Harry’s got no idea why Malfoy keeps sending him invites. He’s never replied to a single one. And if the whole dinner is as exclusive and sought-after as the Prophet keeps breathlessly reporting, then presumably the only reason Malfoy wants him there is in his capacity as the Chosen One. So, really, he can fuck right off. Harry doesn’t care about Draco Malfoy’s redemption tour. And he’s certainly not going to help him with it.
'fanfic  -harrypotter  ^good  +draco/harry  :10k-20k  @harryromper  $dudeslash 
4 weeks ago
Definitions of Intimacy - AMarguerite
There are many definitions of intimacy. Elizabeth explores some of them in the early days of her marriage to Darcy.

Author's note: Inspired by ratheralark and stultiloquinta's tumblr talk of bedsharing as a sign of honor and trust
'fanfic  -pride&prejudice  ^excellent  +darcy/elizabeth  $het  :2k-10k 
5 weeks ago
When the Hurlyburly's Done - aibidil
The war is over, and Greg Goyle is still alive. Now he needs to figure out what to do. A tale of growing up, maturing friendships, and baking.
'fanfic  -harrypotter  *goyle  :2k-10k  @aibidil  $gen  ^good 
5 weeks ago
Nine Last Days on Planet Earth - Daryl Gregory
When the seeds rained down from deep space, it may have been the first stage of an alien invasion—or something else entirely. How much time do we have left, and do we even understand what timescale to use? As a slow apocalypse blooms across the Earth, planets and plants, animals and microbes, all live and die and evolve at different scales. Is one human life long enough to unravel the mystery?
'fiction  -profic  @darylgregory  :10k-20k  $dudeslash  $gen 
5 weeks ago
tuna noodle fry
Fry up some leftover noodles and a drained can of tuna in a medium-hot pan with olive oil. Add some diced garlic. When you start getting browned bits on the noodles/tuna, add a small splash of lemon juice. Put on a plate, cover with generous quantities of fresh ground pepper and some parmesan. (The parmesan doesn't have to be fresh ground, though I'd bet it'd be better if it were.) Also add salt. If you're responsible you'll have some vegetables on the side or something.
[recipe-delicious]  [maindish]  from notes
5 weeks ago
Stately Homes of Wiltshire - waspabi
Malfoy Manor has mould, dry rot and an infestation of unusually historical poltergeists. Harry Potter is on the case.
'fanfic  -harrypotter  +draco/harry  :40k-100k  $dudeslash  @waspabi 
6 weeks ago
Words - Sixthlight
“What are you doing?” Foxglove asked, four days after she had come to the Folly.
'fanfic  -riversoflondon  @sixthlight  *foxglove  *molly  :500-2k  $gen 
6 weeks ago
the missing weekend - mardia
Molly makes a low growl of disapproval and shoots Beverley a look that says, as clear as anything, Take this intoxicated idiot off my hands before I’m forced to kill him.

(Written for sixthlight, who wanted fic about what happened during the missing weekend mentioned in Lies Sleeping.)
'fanfic  -riversoflondon  +beverley/peter  $het  :500-2k  @mardia 
6 weeks ago
Change You Like A Remix [VID] - bessyboo
No, I think it looked a little better on me.

a fascinating vid that starts out looking like a vid about the Lego Movie, then moves into being about Lego media in general and then into, like, fandom, and it all moves smoothly and comes together coherently in a really interesting way.
'vid  -legomovie  -fandom  -legobatmanmovie  @bessyboo  "meta  $gen 
6 weeks ago
underneath the marula tree - polkadot
When a neighboring queen challenges Thandiwe for her border mines, she must find a champion to fight for her.
'fiction  -originalfic  $femslash  :2k-10k  @polkadot 
6 weeks ago
Treasure - MoreThanSlightly (cadignan)
Someone drags her from the wreckage. There’s too much blood in her eyes to see. She hurts everywhere, and yet her body still catalogs its minor complaints: the scorching air, the dust sticking to her skin and fur, the acrid smoke of the ruined engine in her nostrils.

Worth it, to keep the Empire from this treasure.

It is not all misery: someone is speaking soothing foreign words and laying her on a soft surface. Unexpected. Not much in her life is soft. Perhaps she died in the crash after all.



Krolia crashes her ship on Earth and falls in love.
'fanfic  -voltron  +krolia/keith'sfather  $het  :2k-10k  @cadignan 
6 weeks ago
name me mountains, call me stone - Damkianna
The palace was captured by the Chen-Pa sometime in the afternoon.

Jiayi couldn't have said when with any certainty. It felt as though she should have known, as if someone should have sounded the temple bell to announce it; it was strange, kneeling in the dimness of her chamber in the women's palace with maidservants huddled close around her, listening to their quiet sobbing and realizing all at once that she couldn't tell. If battle continued, it was not close enough to hear. Perhaps it was all already over.

Relationship: Conquering Kingslayer General/Newly Widowed Queen she marries to legitimize her rule
'fiction  -originalfic  $femslash  @damkianna  :2k-10k 
6 weeks ago
Work-to-Rule - edenfalling
Written 12/10/18 for syrena_of_the_lake, in response to the prompt: Star Wars, any droid, misheard voice commands
'fanfic  :<500  @edenfalling  -starwars  *oc  $gen  ^yeah 
6 weeks ago
Is The New Prince K Here To Stay? - emilyenrose
Is The New Prince K Here To Stay?

Exclusive interview by Hani Sereson

I’m late for my interview with Prince Kiem, everyone’s favourite royal, because I get lost. He and his partner have moved to a bigger suite of rooms in the other wing of the palace, with two studies, their own kitchen, and a spare bedroom. “I don’t really use the kitchen,” confesses Kiem when he sees me looking, “but Jainan makes me breakfast sometimes.”
'fanfic  -courseofhonor  +jainan/kiem  $dudeslash  :500-2k  @emilyenrose  "unusualformat 
6 weeks ago
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