Rachel, Handing Jason A Gun: Hold This. Do Not Drop My Baby.

Nick, out of the blue on a random tuesday: Cats and cows love me.

Jason: How do you know this?

Nick: Vermont.

Jason: Elaborate?

Nick: No.

Jason: Why are you so mad at me? Is it because I slept with your dad?

Zain: YOU WHAT?

Jason: fuck, so it wasn’t that

Jason: sticks and stones may break my bones-

Salim, nodding solemnly: but chains and whips excite me.

Jason, wheezing: nO! WHAT THE FUCK?!

Nick: Please tell me you didn’t kidnap him, Jason?

Jason, carrying Zain: I didn’t kidnap him

Nick: Oh thank god

Jason: I adopted him

do y'all ever reread your own fics from like years ago and realise you've regressed in writing ability because that's how i feel about this fic lmao

Hey y’all, fun fact if you didn’t know, I wrote a fic like ages ago where Salim moves to London, so… if you wanna check that out it’s linked below<3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35081476/chapters/87385063

Jason: You have that glint in your eye that either says 'I'm Mary Poppins' or 'I'm going to dump your body in that chasm river.'

Salim: We'll never know which it is!

dragon age inquisition is the only story i’ve seen that’s bold enough to ask - what if we attempt the found family trope, but half of your found family are so catholic they’re in line to be the pope and also you start out as pretty much a hostage

Nick: Why are you so mad at me? Is it because I slept with Eric?

Rachel: YOU WHAT?!

Nick: Fuck, it wasn't that.

Jason: Do any of us have good relationships with our dads?

Nick: Well-

Eric: I do! I love my dad.

Rachel: You're like a disney adult about specifically that guy.

Eric: My dad's the best :)

Salim: So.

Salim: I'm in love.

Salim: with Jason.

Salim: I'm in love with Jason.

Nick:

Nick: Our Jason?

Salim: Yes?

Salim: . . .thoughts?

Nick: And prayers.