Brandon and Phillip have an arrangement. It isn't a game; it's closer in spirit to a contract.
Nightmares are rarely invented entirely out of whole cloth.
There are worse things than being lashed.
Prompt: "swimming in the buff". Carcer watches with ill intent.
Evening is the customary time for intercourse, David has helpfully informed her, but it makes no difference here. Nothing makes any difference.
They do a lot of talking in the sweet air of the control room, about everything and nothing.
Sixteen ways of looking at a rabbit.
After everyone but himself and Jyn died on Scarif, Bodhi did his best to hide from anything resembling excitement. Unfortunately, the Force - and the New Republic - had other plans.
The chiricsanango, or yesterday today and tomorrow plant, has color-changing flowers that last for just three days: yesterday they were purple, today they are lavender, tomorrow they will be white, and then they will be gone.
Silly little ficlet.