On Bazzard's first Christmas in London, the thorn of anxiety is keenly felt, and then drawn out a little.
Brandon and Phillip have an arrangement. It isn't a game; it's closer in spirit to a contract.
Gentrification is the consumption of the working class.
Desire can't move past, only onward.
The three of them go to see the redwoods.
Evening is the customary time for intercourse, David has helpfully informed her, but it makes no difference here. Nothing makes any difference.
Nightmares are rarely invented entirely out of whole cloth.
Old (2012-ish!) fanart of Anders Dragonage from my fic Rabbit Heart. Technically unfinished… just like the fic!
Some species remain colonial year round while others only gather together for winter hibernation.
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.