None of this makes any sense, really. Jim's barely laid a hand on her, if he doesn't count the occasional hand-up over difficult terrain, or accidental (mostly accidental) groping when an explosion throws his bridge crew around, and Jim doesn't count that, because if he counted that he'd be at third base with Keenser by now.

A little bit of contextless silliness, written for Elise. Mild Jehan-related naughtiness and an impatient Grantaire.

When Finn and Kylo meet again, the world is falling down around them.

Raleigh likes being handcuffed, Mako likes Raleigh. Porn.

Over the years and across the provinces, they have explored together every li of what there is to offer in this between them.

Carefully taking a pillow and placing it in his lap, Ted mumbles, “Think I outta be getting home, sleep this off.”

“Can’t do that either,” Higgins says, grimacing sympathetically. “You’ll have to, ah, burn it out.”

(In which Ted gets dosed with sex pollen, and Trent and Rebecca work together to help him through it.)

Rapunzel and the girl who would be Flynn Rider face their toughest challenge yet: unexpected social obligations.

Of all the prisons in which she's spent time, Lotus Pier may be the kindest.

All too late / all too late.

Diarmuid and the mute make a bed in the wilderness.