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.
“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.
Some species remain colonial year round while others only gather together for winter hibernation.
Tsukishima knew if he didn't look now, he never would, so he steeled himself. “If you want to show me, then show me, sir.”
Tsurumi kept one hand on Tsukishima’s shoulder and pulled away the headplate with the other, setting it down on the bedside table.
Tom is snowed in at Cortina with Dickie and Marge and Peter and Freddie. Sometimes he's really a very lucky boy.
On Bazzard's first Christmas in London, the thorn of anxiety is keenly felt, and then drawn out a little.
Silly little ficlet.
Desire can't move past, only onward.
There are worse things than being lashed.