Prompt: "swimming in the buff". Carcer watches with ill intent.

Sixteen ways of looking at a rabbit.

They do a lot of talking in the sweet air of the control room, about everything and nothing.

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.

Desire can't move past, only onward.

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.

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.

Tybalt and Mercutio were childhood friends, of a sort.

Sansa expects imprisonment and death from the Mad Queen. She doesn't get it.

Toby always forgot how good the quiet moments could be.