Ask meme drabble written for this challenge. Prompt: Kate Bush, a deal with God.

“We raised a child together,” Jiang Wanyin says, voice thick with pain. “You two were sworn brothers.” He swallows hard and oh. Oh, no. Lan Xichen is not ready for this conversation. He is never going to be ready for this conversation. “And because of what he did, there is nowhere outside this room that either of us can mourn him.”

Lan Xichen has been in seclusion for half a year, healing, he thinks, from the way his world was upended that night in a temple in Yunping…

Tris and Four take a detour.

"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."

October 14: En route to Varna, Seward must tell a fellow suitor what transpired one night at Hillingham.

Finney gets cat ears at the worst possible time. Something to do with cause and effect.

He'll have her, but he won't keep her long.

Written for the Watchmen kink meme; Kurt Hummel as a lucky Veidt protege in an entirely gen way.

Notes in a study of daemonology.

“I’m sorry,” he says, breathless and utterly unrepentant. He kisses at the corner of Sui Zhou’s mouth, petting down the column of his throat, tracing his fingers along the kick of his pulse. “Guangchuan, you poor thing, my good boy, come here.”