Gentrification is the consumption of the working class.
Evening is the customary time for intercourse, David has helpfully informed her, but it makes no difference here. Nothing makes any difference.
Brandon and Phillip have an arrangement. It isn't a game; it's closer in spirit to a contract.
Luo Binghe looks at Shen Qingqiu’s face carefully for any sign of recognition but finds none. Instead, Shen Qingqiu looks impressed, like he can’t imagine it. Luo Binghe preens at impressing Shen Qingqiu and he chooses to take this as a win in the series of battles in the war to make Shen Qingqiu remember. Luo Binghe just hopes that the battles will eventually come to an end.
Old (2012-ish!) fanart of Anders Dragonage from my fic Rabbit Heart. Technically unfinished… just like the fic!
“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.
Accountant AU! Frank is an accountant, Gerard is an artist. Romcom ensues
They do a lot of talking in the sweet air of the control room, about everything and nothing.
Some species remain colonial year round while others only gather together for winter hibernation.
Nightmares are rarely invented entirely out of whole cloth.