He Xuan had been ready to leave the desert well before Shi Qingxuan had finished her little investigation. It wasn’t the sun, or the sand, though both were unpleasant, but Crimson Rain’s stupid voice on the private communication array: « Oh, sorry, are we walking in on something? If I knew there was a dress code I would have gotten done up. » And if it wasn’t that, it was the tinkling of jewelry in Shi Qingxuan’s hair as she moved, or the meaningless asides that were disorienting in…

The Brides have their hooks in Jonathan, less pleasurably than before. Written for Elise, prompt "naked".

Katniss can't relax. Haymitch helps her.

Mipha would go out with the Guard and take stock of the Domain. She would eat fish fresh from the river and feel the sun on her skin. And when the sun began to set, she would be ushered back to her rooms and told to stay the night, safely in the center of the Domain. Nobody noticed when she slipped out, dressed in armor meant for a man who did not exist, exploring the world around her.

One night only — this is the only way they meet, with her bruises on his body, with his old name at the back of her throat, choked. He's broken away from what he used to be, but what he is now, there's no name for — just a warm shape in the dark.

"Assume success," says Bruce unencouragingly. "Describe how it's achieved."

Tommy Judd goes to war.

At a Gecko family reunion, there's always a mess afterward. Richie finds Seth in a tough spot, and has to make a decision.

The two of them are happy together. Kylo Ren watches.

Adventures in keeping power in a country that would rather you stepped down, or: Prunella still has a few tricks up her sleeve.