"Nate sent me to my room again, remember?" Eliot replied dryly.

I love Krem and Bull's banter :D

Sera's not all that surprised that the Inquisitor will bed her--but she is a bit surprised (and pleased) that she'll admit to it.

If this is what Gokudera wants, Yamamoto is willing to oblige him. For the time being, anyway.

Jason didn't know who the guy was, but he was clearly off limits. (Jason was never good with limits). Content notes: Warnings for non-graphic violence, Jason being turned on by violence, death of nameless HYDRA agents, references to canon temporary character deaths.

FMA best case scenario. But the Elrics, even at peace and completely happy in themselves, are still kind of alarming to bystanders.

Wade Wilson doesn't go to coffee shops.

Geralt mistakes Jaskier for a, ahem, lady of the night, and Jaskier goes with it. As you do. "I don't require a whore." Funny thing is, Jaskier wasn't about to offer. He means to convey words to that effect to settle the matter and dispel any potential future misunderstandings, but finds himself saying instead, "Why not?"

“So,” Lan Xichen said after a while. “We’ve been sharing dreams.” “It certainly appears that way,” Nie Mingjue agreed. “How do we make it stop?” Jin Guangyao wanted to know. (in which the sworn brotherhood ceremony is accompanied by an unexpected mental bond)

Ji Li gulps in air, and then converts a moan into a low, whiny exhale. Yizhou's arm tightens around Ji Li's back, seemingly involuntarily. "Let me guess," Ji Li says, "you wanted to reach through the screen and comfort me like this." "Nah, it would be a very different movie if I did."

Thire's grimace is apologetic, but that doesn’t stop him from saying, “We’ve got a guy from that group of infiltrators who got rounded up last night asking to speak with command.” Fox waits, brow raised, because if every lowlife who wanted to talk to command ended up in his office he’d never do anything else. Thire knows that, too. If this guy rates a mention, there’s a reason. Thire's expression says he needs a vacation, and also someone else willing to play messenger. “He says he’s a Jedi, sir.”

“Not all of them." Kojiro blinks. “Not all of what?” “My piercings, you gorilla,” Kaoru says, poisonously polite. “What else would I be talking about?” ----- Kaoru decides to let Kojiro in on a little secret. Kojiro is not at all prepared.

When Jon realises where Theon's looking though, he turns bright red and hurriedly covers himself with his hands. “What are you staring at?!” Theon forces his jaw to close again. Great, now the bastard's going to think I'm some sort of deviant. Well it's his bloody fault; if he's going to show off that monster he should expect the odd glance. “Nothing Snow, just figuring something out,” he says, forcing his usual mocking tone, “I know your heritage is a bit of a mystery, but I think you might be part-centaur.” At Jon's bewildered look, he rolls his eyes. “Because you've got a horse's cock between your legs.”

Obi-Wan Kenobi, Dark Lord of the Sith, takes a hostage. If he wanted it to go smoothly, he probably shouldn't have picked Feral, no matter how much of a pain Maul is.