On Bazzard's first Christmas in London, the thorn of anxiety is keenly felt, and then drawn out a little.
Desire can't move past, only onward.
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 three of them go to see the redwoods.
Old (2012-ish!) fanart of Anders Dragonage from my fic Rabbit Heart. Technically unfinished… just like the fic!
They do a lot of talking in the sweet air of the control room, about everything and nothing.
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.
Gentrification is the consumption of the working class.
Nightmares are rarely invented entirely out of whole cloth.
There are worse things than being lashed.