Brandon and Phillip get away with murder. It's the perfect crime, nearly.
Jack Vincennes first sees Ed Exley in a stack of dirty pictures.
Or, what you don't know about people you know.
Jerry wins, which means Charley loses.
On the road, after the walls come down. Tris looks for answers; Peter looks for an ending.
There's rules that go with being Adam's errand boy -- sort of workplace regulations. Be there whenever he needs you, don't mess with his stuff, don't ask annoying questions.
Ask meme drabble written for this challenge. Prompt: Queen Adreena, Bridgit.
"I can’t even take you home," he says, with coolly enforced casualness. "You know that, don’t you? Even if I ripped up every threshold in The Unclean Realm, the bagua will stop you. The Stone Castles can’t shelter you, either, nor can the Sabre Halls."
“Jin-zongzhu,” comes a voice, “have you ever thought that while you may be the mantis, tonight, there is an oriole in wait behind you?”
Behind Jin Guangyao, Nie Mingjue — the sage, the keeper, the forgotten part of the tale — stands, stretches out his hand, and snaps his neck.
He’s done his fair share of fucking up in this line of work, but this might be the worst he’s ever done it.
Eddie gets some late-night visitors when he and Steve are hanging out. Afraid of getting busted, Steve hides in the closet, and then wishes he didn't.