Things are weird. The universe makes them weirder. Amy and John get a little stuck.

Chu Wanning's thin face must be cracking in the thaw.

Talking at someone is only fun for so long. That's all being a sect leader is: talking and talking to people bound by courtesy to listen to you. It's so fucking dull. A relief, then, to face one’s equal, and no less an old friend who is inclined to interrupt you whenever you ramble. He likes it. It’s one of Jiang Cheng’s best qualities.

In the years after Guanyin Temple, Nie Huaisang attends to unfinished business.

Ethan Chandler lends a hand in a matter that falls outside Victor's medical expertise.

Jerry’s house has many rooms.

Ridiculous dysfunctional high school romance. Thanks to oliviacirce at Dreamwidth for the beta and strobelighted and lovesongwriter at LJ for brainstorming with me.

A podfic of "The Flowers Say"

Eleanor might not have the whole "good neighbor" thing down yet...

Jin Guangyao thinks that, in another life, he would have been an excellent merchant. He is not so foolish as to commit certain things to written record, but in his mind, there exists a ledger. Considerations behind every action, what he has risked, and what he has gained. People who are beholden to him, people who fear him, people who want what only he can provide. People who want him.

Angie needs to know how to waltz. Peggy offers some help.

Rey fights, pines, defeats some bad guys, pines some more, gets sex pollened, acquires parents, defeats some more bad guys, and lives. Especially the last bit.