A little bit of contextless silliness, written for Elise. Mild Jehan-related naughtiness and an impatient Grantaire.
The longer you spend in his company, the less you care about what the answers are.
Raleigh likes being handcuffed, Mako likes Raleigh. Porn.
Sam didn't need his gun, or Ruby's knife or Cas' blade tonight. He had the power running through his veins to end it all tonight. This sacrifice would be the most righteous thing the demons he drained could ever do. Killing Lilith, avenging his brother, tabula rasa.
A podfic of "Pack Mentality"
Five lone wolves do not make a pack. Unless they do.
In 1992, HAL is born on a college campus in Illinois.
Toby thinks Tybalt's confession will lead to them sleeping together right away. Tybalt has other ideas.
“If there is anything else that can be said of Qinghe Nie,” Lan Xichen recites, helplessly faint, “it is that we take our weddings and our burials very seriously—”
“—For they are, to us, one and the same,” Nie Huaisang finishes for him. “You do remember.”
Diarmuid and the mute make a bed in the wilderness.
Kisse he me with the cos of his mouth.
For thi tetis ben betere than wyn, and yyuen odour with beste oynementis.
Richard and Anne make out in the bath.