At the blade—or claw—of an enemy is the only way Liu Qingge has ever imagined he will die, and though it would obviously be preferable for it to happen after thousands of years of immortal mastery, he would settle for thirtyish if it was epic.
There is nothing less epic than being spared by Luo Binghe, except for being spared by Luo Binghe every day for the past two and a half years.
"Tell me, sirs, was it not bravely done?"
Bodhi lied to Cassian about how he and Galen met. Obviously the actual truth is "space Grindr."
It's the high seas at an indeterminate point in history. Gruesome Gerard and Lyn-z face off in a contest of who will be the dominant do-gooder, with Ray the cook, Mikey the first mate, Pete the stowaway, Frank the failed ninja, and assorted others falling over in the background. In short: pirate AU! Thanks to all the usual suspects.
Hell has all the best musicians.
A celebration of all the queer characters you can't bury. Or, if you do bury them, they don't stay down for long.
Harrow gets dosed with bone dust; Gideon gets dosed with Harrow.
Angie needs to know how to waltz. Peggy offers some help.
Chu Wanning's thin face must be cracking in the thaw.
(For manzanas-amargas, the AU where Carl, Ryan, and Andrew are inept paranormal investigators.)