Gentrification is the consumption of the working class.

Sixteen ways of looking at a rabbit.

On Bazzard's first Christmas in London, the thorn of anxiety is keenly felt, and then drawn out a little.

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.

Nightmares are rarely invented entirely out of whole cloth.

Silly little ficlet.

An operative from the future tells Wade that he has two options: kill himself before he has a chance to live 2000 years and become Cable's accomplice in dictatorship, or kill Cable. So now, Wade has thirty days to figure out a way to die. Unfortunately, most of his ideas involve convincing Cable to kill him. Fortunately, most of Cable's ideas for stopping him involve sex.

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

There is a susurration of cloth as he makes his genuflection. He does not intend to fall on his knees, but it happens. The resignation and dignity he has sought to cultivate throughout his confinement dissolves like wet sugar in the face of that which he has held out for, despite himself, despite all that he knows about the workings of the King of England, which is everything. Or so he has thought, often, and never correctly.

Luke, Leia, and Han go ice skating for the first time together!

ct-hardcase on tumblr said "I wish you would write a fic where... Luke, Han, and Leia are all learning how to ice skate for the first time"

I sort of flew fast and loose with the prompt you gave me.