Nightmares are rarely invented entirely out of whole cloth.

The three of them go to see the redwoods.

Prompt: "swimming in the buff". Carcer watches with ill intent.

Desire can't move past, only onward.

Tybalt and Mercutio were childhood friends, of a sort.

Tom is snowed in at Cortina with Dickie and Marge and Peter and Freddie. Sometimes he's really a very lucky boy.

“Why do you wear your face like that?”

Nie Huaisang's hand comes up partway to Meng Yao's face before his fingers curl inwards. Meng Yao's eyes go wide and tremulous before the corners of his mouth curl into a small smile, like one of the soundless laughs shared between them in the midst of a banquet speech.

On Bazzard's first Christmas in London, the thorn of anxiety is keenly felt, and then drawn out a little.

Jin Guangyao starts playing the song of torment much earlier and triggers an unexpected reaction.

Jin Guangyao nods, face a picture of concern. “Forgive me, but I have no idea what this nature is that you speak of?”

Nie Huaisang grimaces. “Normally this is one of the most funny things about being a Nie,” he says, seriously. “But with this severity,” he starts trailing off. “Every five or so years we have this overwhelming biological urge to …