It is not at all something terrible that must be endured for a greater good’s sake.
“Oh,” Qingming breathes out, his shoulders sinking deep with it, “how fortunate.”
Yes, Boya thinks, foolish and giddy and wrecked with affirmation, how fortunate.
The prince has an admirer, and Horatio has a problem.
Don't think of it as workplace sexual harassment; consider it feedback.
Ed goes, and Jack follows. (Alternate ending to forest in the desert.)
In Egypt, the emperor sleeps poorly.
Sui Zhou knows he has lost the latest ambush of attrition when he finds Tang Fan watching a playlist of rotating sandwiches he's screen shared to their television.
"Don't," he says, thin and strangled — no, not strangled, really. Smothered. The word hardly left his throat at all, and if John hadn't been so close, just about on top of him in an enclosed space, he might never have heard.
(For the Tumblr prompt "things you said while you were driving".)
Johnny goes to Mexico, and there's one more Ex-President.
Notes in a study of daemonology.