Toby thinks Tybalt's confession will lead to them sleeping together right away. Tybalt has other ideas.
A podfic of "Pack Mentality"
Five lone wolves do not make a pack. Unless they do.
"Your husband is a schmuck to eat out when he's got a dish like you at home."
What is love, listeners? What is it about the nature of love that makes the threat of harm so integral to its existence? If we were to pry open the human heart from its delicate cage and carefully carve into it with a scalpel, we would find no evidence of love.
Commanding that a thing be done is a damn sight different from witnessing it in person. Sometimes one needs to be reminded of this.
"You're Murdock's second in command."
"We're partners," Foggy says, but he can't not trip over the words because it's fucking cold in here and his tongue feels swollen in his mouth. Maybe he's got a chipped tooth. "That's how lawyers work, we're partners."
This guy knows about Matt. He fucking knows.
A collection of 100-word drabbles for the Wens of Qishan Event 2022, prompted by friends on Twitter.
Beginning a life in Montreal.
Raleigh knows he likes bottoming.