#and he will HELP with remembering

[bajaja-blast]

you dislike Luke Castellan because he disagreed with an oppressive government system and actually took action to change the abusive ways him and his peers have been forced to follow for millennia.

I dislike Luke Castellan because in the Titans Curse he manipulated Annabeth, who he raised as his little sister, into holding up the sky, the FUCKING sky, for over 20 hours and had the audacity to walk away as though he was completely apathetic towards it while she begged and pleaded with him to help her.

we are not the same.

[chloesimaginationthings]

The ending of FNAF Help wanted..

[piece-of-pierce]

Danny picked up some traits from his parents. He got his mom’s flexibility and reflexes, his dad’s love of anything chocolate flavored and abnormally great cardiovascular health. The trait they both passed on (to Danny AND Jazz) is an intense need to learn everything they can about what they don’t like.

Jazz remembers what it was like when Uncle Hammond passed and Aunt Alicia got different. She’s terrified of her own emotions effecting her like that some day, so studies psychology like there’s no tomorrow.

Jack and Maddie bonded over their shared fear and death and resulting desire to learn everything they could about it.

Danny can’t stand clowns. They’re dishonest and hide who they are behind heavy makeup and outlandish costumes. Freak show kicks that dislike into a full-on phobia though, so he goes all in on learning everything he can. How does clown school work? What are the requirements to be a clown? What rules do they have to follow? If he knows their limitations, he knows their weaknesses. He will not be caught off guard again.

That knowledge sits in the back of his mind like a comfort blanket. Every so often he’ll dip back in and research if there’s anything that’s changed. He wants to keep on top of any information about his greatest enemies.

Finally, he manages to graduate high school with a 2.7 GPA and 31 on the ACT thanks to his Math and Science scores (and a carefully managed brawling schedule with his rogues). Thanks to those, he managed to get a partial scholarship to Gotham U for Physics and Engineering. He still isn’t sure how he managed that, but he’ll happily take it.

What he won’t take is this FALSE Clown trying to cause trouble right before finals! He’d kept on top of his shit all semester and wasn’t gonna let anyone kidnapping him and some other people off the street get in his way.

Later, the Bats manage to find where the hostages were held because one of them waved down Robin. As in, all the captives had gotten free and when they found the right warehouse, it was to one young man berating the Joker.

“You’re nothing but a modern rendition of the town fool!”

[pineapple-frenzy]

Book 2 au: sparring sessions and short hair katara

They like to have sparring sessions in order to keep their bending skills sharp. They allow themselves to go all out and not hold back at all cause they know if anyone got hurt, Katara could just heal them

But anyways, wouldn't it be kinda funny if Zuko accidentally burned Katara's hair tho? Aofkqldkkajfjd

The "I think we can save the hairloops" line is from @linnoya-writes thank you for that!! :>>

[watchingwisteria]

listen there really was just something about how in the book, snow’s 3-page descent from hesitant lover boy to deluded mfer happens entirely in his mind. lucy gray gives him no indication whatsoever that she suspects him, that she’s going to leave or betray him. he’s just sitting quietly in the cabin waiting for her to return when that seed of calculated suspicion, which he has needed to survive the capitol, takes a hold of him and chokes the life out of any goodness left inside him. it really drives home your terror as a reader that “oh my god did he kill her? did she escape? what happened to her? why would he even think that?” in a way that when the movie had to adjust for visualization it lost some of that holy shit this guy has lost it emphasis.

[keferon]

Guess who spent two days trying to understand how to draw a kiss

Based on amazing incredible gut wrenching Mistakes on Mistakes until..

[yujateaandpi]

Thought Fiddlestan was a purely comedic ship for a while but now I get it, I see the light. It’s about a man who nurtures and cares for others to the point of heartbreak meeting a man who doesn’t remember what it’s like for anyone to care about him. It’s about them being warm together around the absence of someone they both love. It’s about Fiddleford’s innate domesticity comforting a man whose deepest desire was to come home. It’s about falling in love with the same face again but in a new context that heals your past trauma. It’s about Stan’s unbridled affection finally validating someone who desperately needed the recognition. It’s also about very funny old man yaoi.

[emacrow]

Damian and the Dumpster baby.

Damian was doing patrols, with a bit of a minor rescuing and feeding the strays animals until he heard a noise from a dumpster.

Tonight was going to be a storm coming, and he rather check up on the strays, feed them, fixing any of the secure hiding places he put out for them for rain occasionally, and try to smuggle 1 or 6 into the barn again without Father knowing. Alfred can keep a secret sometimes.

Jumping on the edge of the dumpster to see a plastic bag tied up on the pile of trash with something squirming inside, alive obviously. Oh if this another group of puppies, he going to find the culprit himself and break their kneecaps and arms this time.

Easily untying the plastic bag and opening to reveal.. a little baby.

Not a kitten or a puppy, a living breathing human baby, cut and tied umbilical and a pale with a unique birth mark in a shape of a lichtenberg from his tiny hand fading to his chest.

This..

This was out of Damian's comfort line.

He had dealt with saving animals, people, children, hell even toddlers. He never dealt with a baby before much less a newborn.

He could panic later as he hear the sounds of a storm brewing. Carefully picking up the baby by the back of the head and and by the body, using his cape to as a blanket to cover the obvious nudity of the baby. Climbing onto his Red Robin theme Doom Buggy.

Taking care of a baby is no different then taking care of a baby animal, right?

.....

.....

.....

.....

He got caught after 5 month and a half by Alfred during feeding Danyal time, while scolded him about hiding the baby instead of coming to him.

He had a good reason to though, last time he told Alfred about the last newest addition, Bruce sended the Jafar the Ligor to a sanctuary. He still felt betrayed by that.(even though now Jafar is happily spending his days with the other mixed big cat breed but still)

He done a good enough job taking care of Danyal, even though he had to secretly look up baby stuff, medicine, clothes, a soft bedded cot and diapers.(the smell was much less worse then the sewer) he considered himself a great care-taker.(even though in the back of his mind, he feared that he might had unlocked that genetic adopt-bat bait traits that Dick warned him about)

Damian had gotten.. a bit attached, considering the idea of putting danyal in orphanage or a foster care wasn't ideal afterall the corrupted ones that Father and him had broken through over the years left a bad gut feeling if he had actually gone through with his plan. Danyal was one of his babies, only not covered in fur, scales, or a shell.

And he didn't do everything all on his own, Cass was the only who figured it out, kept it a secret and help out.. then steph found out... and Jason, Tim and Duke unfortunately found out after Cass and steph snuck danyal in the manor for a nice bath.

Only reason Dick didn't found out because everyone know he can't keep a secret away from Bruce's ear for long after found out Jason's new girlfriend was the new therapist in Gotham, and telling Bruce would feed his adopt-holic again and he end up having baby fever. (Tim didn't tell him what that word meant but he did look it up in a baby care guide book for new parents. And EW)

They were going to wait it out til Danyal was at least toddler age before sneaking him in the manor to gatekeep gaslight girlboss Father into thinking he already adopted him. (Steph's words, not his)

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[fairsweetlonging]

time travel au where liu qingge and shen qingqiu (yuan) end up accidentally traveling a decade back in time before luo binghe was amitted to qing jing peak and before shen qingqiu had his qi deviation, but after their generation has risen to peak lords.

which means, shen yuan realizes quickly, as they're accosted by said peak lords, that he will have to face shen jiu.

as they're being cleared for demonic energy and the likes, mu qingfang of course instantly detects the poison without a cure eating away at shen yuan's meridians. liu qingge pulls a copy of the treatment plan out of his sleeve (shen yuan blushes a bit, did liu qingge always keep that on hand?), and just like in the current timeline, they agree to keep it under wraps.

shen jiu tries various times to get a moment alone with shen yuan, but he never quite manages because liu qingge is there, who is also... nice?? to him?? for some reason?? shen jiu gets a bit flustered at the solemn politeness and skitters off.

it comes out pretty quickly that shen yuan has "memory loss", and thus can't remember anything that's currently taking place in this time. shen yuan expects scorn, hatred and disdain from shen jiu, expects to be grabbed and interrogated, to arouse suspicion.

but shen jiu looks....... sad???

being transported here threw shen yuan's qi off-balance (even liu qingge had to sit down, which means it's bad), and his cultivation is already so unstable, so when the peak lords are all squabbling and arguing and threatening and raising their voice, he can feel his body shut down. he sees yue qingyuan start to move towards him, which, knowing the future yue qingyuan, he really isn't up for right now—but before the sect leader can get to him someone else is at his back, transferring him qi, holding him up gently by his shoulders, then coaxing him up, leading him outside

shen yuan's been fed qi by every peak lord at least once. he doesn't recognize this one. that means it can only be one person.

he looks up. it's shen jiu.

and it's bizarre, getting fussed over by the scum villain, having gentle hands run along his back, his hair, that clear, soothing voice calming him down. and somehow shen jiu knows exactly what to do?? somehow it works perfectly on him?? it's almost as if shen jiu has known him his whole—

oh.

bodies, like homes, hold memories, even if the original occupants are no longer there. it's the milestone marks on the doorpost that chart a child's growth, blurry photographs faded by time, scuffed floors from well-walked paths, and tiny holes in the walls where pictures once hung.

shen jiu takes him to the bamboo house, pours him tea, and asks, calmly, what he remembers from their childhood.

it's not his childhood, so shen yuan doesn't actually remember anything, but the body he's in does. the memories it holds are emotional rather than visual; he remembers being alone, scared, and hungry. he remembers anger, pain. a dark room. loud voices. he remembers his heart skipping a beat when heavy boots stomp his way. the sound of a whip.

he doesn't have to lie. the memories aren't his own, and they're from long ago, which means shen jiu has them too. and, he supposes, this is his only chance to find out what really happened.

but shen jiu doesn't say anything about it. he just nods and stares, intensely. then he asks shen yuan if he remembers yue qingyuan. shen yuan says no, he doesn't. the conversation takes a very strange turn after that. shen yuan can't help but feel a little queasy when shen jiu asks him if yue qingyuan has taken advantage of his memory loss.

"has he come into your home? has he brought you gifts, sweets? does he invite you for tea? did you accept?"

he has. shen yuan doesn't know why that would be a problem, the sect leader has been nothing but kind and helpful and patient. and generous, too.

when he says yes shen jiu looks furious.

liu qingge (his one) comes to pick him up, and his time with shen jiu is cut short. somewhere he's glad, cuddling into liu qingge's back as he holds him while they fly. he feels a little bad for yue qingyuan, knowing he's probably caused a big fight, but it doesn't sit right with him. he wishes he knew what happened.

.

liu qingge, meanwhile, is having the time of his life fighting himself. it's good practice!

[danggerine]

going insane thinking about the harrow and palamedes friendship. harrow, who has never met another necromancer her age forming a bizarro 3D chess rivalry while pal worries about her safety at every possible turn. harrow, who is up to her eyebrows in paranoia and secrecy, trusting the sixth house with gideon unconscious and hurt, letting them into the ninth house quarters unsupervised. if “i cannot conceive of a universe without you in it” is goth for i love you, “death first to vultures and scavengers” has got to be goth for i love you (platonic). pal’s first reaction when harrow comes into his bubble in the river is to scoop her up in a hug, and at this point she doesn’t remember anything about him because cutting out all her memories of gideon is impossible without cutting out memories of the sixth, but she still makes him a skelehand to inhabit anyway. when harrow’s memories are finally whole, she tells dulcinea she couldn’t face pal knowing that his pen pal girlfriend died on her account, but the next time she “faces” him, palamades’s soul is in someone else’s body and harrow’s body is full of nona’s soul. he spends six months protecting and caring for harrow’s body (and nona obv), believing in the possibility of bringing her back to it the same way cam believed in him. “god, do you know i miss harrow terribly.” and by the time harrow comes back to her body at the very end of ntn, pal is gone forever, fully pauled. the last time harrow and palamades see each other as their complete selves is in canaan house, alive and unlyctored. two of the smartest and loneliest people in the solar system meet each other in the worst of circumstances and spend the rest of the story dancing around each other as fragments of themselves, trying to care about each other in the interim but never fully meeting like they did the first time. a friendship made almost entirely of missing the other person. “do you know i miss harrow terribly.” god. i need to lie down

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Lan Wangji goes to Lotus Pier (No relation to the AU of the same name)

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[narumakiii]

there's a variety of emotions flickering across freckled mimic like weather currents in quick succession over a landscape. he listenened, spellbound when the blond started to unravel the thread of his story. heart aching the day everyone thought he died echoing in his mind, ashen hues glance downwards. sabo said he was forgiven, he'd always be forgiven but accepting such was hard. yet, his brother had found his way. found friends. found comrades. found allies. found others to call family. the emotions & the bonds sabo had forged transpired into each syllable ; the raven captured by the unveiling entirely. he had wished to have shared a life growing up together in this tough world but it filled his heart with pride to hear that his brother had found his way despite the circumstances. a testimony truly to the strength sabo possesses only those with a sound mind, heart & soul could continue after losing yourself.

REMEMBERING , REMISCING ace felt as if he was there with his brother every step of the adventure & remaind calm on the outside to bystanders eyes. if there were any people even outside anymore ; sheer embrace of stars / moon high on the sky. sabo's story was fascinating, heartbreaking & yet freeing. but the apologies felt like punch to his gut. there was no one at fault but the ones who attacked the blond back then. even if the raven still held onto selfblame sabo was just a kid. it was a WONDER that he survived as he did. it could have been his death as everyone had thought ; an early & ethereal grave that ace would never be able to pay his respects at. yet, sabo sat besides him. breathing. alive. with sparks under his skin that once burned for ace.

❛ you're not at fault , for anything . . ❜ slightly raspy voice as he's been mostly quiet by himself hasn't talked that much with anyone in MONTHS . before that he's been asleep. ❛ i'm just thankful they found you & took you in . i will thank them one way or another .   ❜ raven continued, ashen hues flickering to the side to quickly glance at the revolutinary. still mulling over what has happened to sabo, mind trying to wrap itself around all the turns & changes, ace had to admit to himself that it fit the blond. for some reason it just fit. freedom has ALWAYS been their dream, their goal. neither a pirate nor a revolutinary was different in that regard. they wanted freedom to simplify their ways of thinking & feeling. even if the whole picture was not clear to someone who was not part of such a nobel thing as the revolutinary army, there have been some overlappins.

the way sabo has always held himself, no kindness held back & no justice unsaid, it was his perfect path. he was free in his own way & that was all that mattered. taking a deep breath, a quiver went through him at the mention of luffy the shadows of marineford heavy as they clung to his back. chest aching in phantom pain, palm reached up to rub at the scar. that day has been horrendous ; yet another big event he's failed his brothers. shaky exhale as ashen hues close & a ringing resounded within ears. it was SHAMEFUL to admit but ace had developed panic whenever he thought back for longer times ; some memories even white noise. especially the cries, the heat, the pain. he couldn't recall it & he wasn't sure if he ever wanted to. he was afraid of it.

❛ . . you'll remember those days , one by one .  ❜ there was a softness to tone, a promise. there were painful pieces of ourselves we leave behind but also happy times. those were the true treasures ace had figured for himself. they have saved him from nightmares & panic attacks. looking down at the wanted poster he knew they'd sit here for a long long while. ❛ are you happy despite all of it ?  ❜ question seemed innocent & yet it was heavy in the air. the raven could tell that sabo had a good life ; it made him feel at peace. but he wanted to hear it. his brother deserved that, deserved the self admittance that being free as he has been was GOOD . there was no reason to feel guilty for what's happened & ace would make damn sure that sabo would get over that shadow.

AS WAVES GROW MORE RAPID , a storm brewing within hues, ace sat up more straight & started to find a way to start to explain what's happened to him. ❛  that day . . you saw the newspaper . when i . . well died .   ❜ tone hauntingly void, bangs cover eyes as a bitter curve etched itself around lips. ❛  let's make remembering lu & me a better time . .  ❜ a short pause followed as ace drew up his legs to place his chin 'pon knees ; still holding onto his brothers palm. he didn't care about the cold droplets from the sea hitting them. ❛  as you can tell . . i didn't die . i fell into a near death sleep . . that's what marco said .   ❜ he's missed his baby brothers battle against grief, missed sabos battle against the guilt & grief & burden of remembering.

there was things that could be fixed, he knew. but this? he didn't know how. ❛  i wish i could have been there for most of what's happened . helped . but it took me around 18 months to wake back up .  ❜ white flickered up between them in response to the EMOTIONAL TURMOIL the raven was in. ❛  i don't know much about the medical side of it . . but it was UNEXPECTED that i'd survive .   ❜ a break, lips dry as he quickly wetted them. there was endless pain in ashen hues. he's barely revealed how dark & lonely the time asleep has been to marco even. the torment. the never ending replay of all he's DONE WRONG his entire life.

The moment the apology begins, there's a look shot back up to his brother, that he couldn't believe what he was hearing. Not a shred of expectation of that. He's sorry ? For what ? " Wh- There's nothing- " He's baffled. Through the fragments of his past, he remembers his father, that man reclaiming his son a boy in the heaps of trash Sabo called home for so long. Threatening the lives of his brothers for cooperation to return to his cage. No one could have saved him. Not when they were just kids. Back then, Sabo didn't even know if Ace && Luffy were even safe, as the inferno burned && destroyed everything it could touch. Only hope held tightly that they would be fine, that they were fine, as he went ahead to venture out into happier lives. He's unsure if it was that exact moment or perhaps even the day when he declared his life as a pirate ( && quickly shot down ), but he feels the other's guilt, much like his own, weigh on his shoulders. " There's nothing to apologize for, " he says. Perhaps he should listen to what he says himself. As it was true for both. " But if it helps... you're forgiven. You always will be. " Words couldn't be spoken more truthfully as they could.

Yet as similar words were thrown back, that he wasn't at fault, is met with internal resistance. Those same words used when his anguish couldn't be bottled up inside any longer. When his friend consoled him && said it wasn't his fault. That with everything in that moment, the lack of information, the hindrances, his missions, he couldn't have known. Not when he was practically halfway around the world. The announcement over the death of his brother had taken the largest toll against his mind && body he's ever endured. It was nothing short of a miracle that he woke up, as bedridden he became upon receiving the news.

' Tell me everything, ' his brother says. Sabo gives a slow nod, glancing towards the flickers of light across their connection. A slight tilt of his head in curiosity. Was that his own ? His flames don't blaze that brightly, he knows, but... if the mera mera was with him, was Ace still able to..? For now, the spotlight flickers to him, a chance to tell a story in it's entirety. Excuses were left behind ( he would never forgive himself if he tried to run away from the guilt && regret he carried ) as he speaks.

" The day that it happened... the day everyone thought I died, I woke up to a group of people who saved me. " He explains what he could. A story told to him from a perspective not his own. Even now, thinking too hard on it leaves him in a near cold sweat. When he had set out, a celestial dragon that was arriving to the kingdom, shot down a child who sailed out in their path. He remembers the reason now, but for the longest time, he thought he sailed out to escape ( which was partially true ), not that he had any ambition to become a pirate above all else. He tells that a man with a hood had rescued him. A man named Dragon. He shares the reason behind his scars, slowly peeling back the collar of his shirt to show just a sliver of the extent of those burns ( scars that he does not share freely, his brother was an exception without question ). " All of this... came from that day. If it weren't for Dragon... " && by extension Ivankov's hormone injections to improve his healing, " I- there's no way I would have survived without him. When I got hurt... I couldn't remember anything. Not even my name. " Much less his brothers, to Sabo's chagrin. " I begged to stay with them because something in me didn't want to ever step foot on that island again. I had no clue why. I just knew I couldn't go back there. I didn't want to go back. So, they took me in. "

From then on, he lived the life of a revolutionary. Skimming over this section of his life, he mentions how he trained under Dragon, became a commander && eventually the chief of staff, second in command, of the Revolutionary Army. Woven into his story, there were themes of forced acceptance of his predicament, unable to remember anything of his life before being rescued. A cruel fate to an unknowing boy, as the family he cherished so deeply completely wiped from his mind for years on end.

" After the Marineford War, I was with a bunch of other officers. We just finished briefing && they had one of the newspapers laying on the table. I just glanced at it first. The people who write those things were always changing the narrative one way or another so we usually took those stories with a grain of salt. But then I saw you... " Sabo pauses, looking rather sheepish on the matter && admitting he could only remember a flash of Ace's face as a kid && waking up on a cot 'shortly after.' He mentions he was actually out for days ( not quite specifying, mainly because he didn't keep that detail when it was mentioned to him ) && suddenly he could remember so much more than what he had. His face becomes somber once more. " Even if there was nothing I could've done, I failed you two. I left you then, && left you two alone when I should've helped. I'm so sorry, Ace. " The pause only lingers a few seconds, continuing to speak.

" Even now, my memory, " Sabo begins again, with hesitation in his voice. " There's still plenty I don't remember. Like I remember some of the things we used to do. How you && Luffy acted, sounded, as kids. But when I told you about the day I was struck down... I'm really just sharing what the others told me. I know why I went out there now but nothing else. Not much before or after that. " Even his biological family is nothing but blurred faces && generic fancy get up. Not even names. Even their caretakers' names back then proved difficult for Sabo to recall ( though the faces were a bit clearer ). " It was a lot, but I'm glad I could remember again. I could start making up for all the years I missed. Like protecting our little brother. ...&& I have a lot of making up to do for you too. I already owe you plenty for taking care of Luffy after I was gone. He's grown to be a menace to the world. " A light chuckle escapes Sabo. He reaches for the bounty poster nearby, taking a good look at it. " I don't think he cried as much as you did just now when we saw each other again though. Just before I won your fruit. "

[foxstens]

kevin getting angry at neil for not taking his health seriously and telling neil to run then promising to teach him every night and keeping neil's binder safe without looking what's in it and calling wymack to make sure neil is okay after winter break and offering to talk about riko if neil wanted to

[nenoname]

made a rough edit of the mystery shack family with their post series (but pre stan o war 2) looks!!!

[goomyloid]

got uty au pilled again, sorry... more info under the cut

an AU where ceroba, in the end, refuses to inject kanako with the serum. even after all her research, she just can't trust that it's totally safe. while kanako accepts this, she still wishes she could eventually be of use somehow, and indirectly blames herself for her father's death.

despite all this, with kanako alive, ceroba is able to grieve chujin in a far less desperate way, still having her daughter by her side. as the years go by, ceroba devotes more and more of her time to finishing chujin's research in hopes of finally making a serum that can save the underground. kanako is determined to help, too -- together, they clean up chujin's lab and make it a far nicer place to work, because they're in this together now. well, in theory.

ceroba still certainly takes care of kanako and does her best to be a good mother, but as time passes, ceroba spends more and more time in the lab trying to find an answer. kanako, being the social butterfly that she is, can't bring herself to always stay shut inside like her mother; she travels daily to Oasis Valley, making friends and becoming the town darling. as ceroba spends more time working, kanako spends more and more time taking care of the estate, trying to spend time outside whenever possible.

but it gets kind of lonely. the ketsukane estate is off outside of Oasis Valley, and not many people come by. she's worried about her mother, who's been shutting her out as she becomes more desperate to find a solution. there's only so much to do at the house.

then, clover falls into the underground and explores the dunes. there are barely any other kids at this spot in the underground -- finally, someone around her age! she's immediately entranced by them and determined to become their friend, even after finding out they're a human -- that just makes them cooler...!

but there's a problem; kanako has seen her father's tapes, she knows that a human soul would be extremely valuable to producing the serum. of course, she wants to help save the underground, and she wants her mother to finally be rid of stress and be able to spend time with her again... but after spending time with clover, kanako knows there's no way she can let clover die. they're like the sibling she never had...

and kanako can't even let her mother know that clover exists, either; she knows exactly what will happen if ceroba finds out there's a human here. and yet, a secret part of her wishes and hopes that maybe, just maybe, ceroba could find value in clover as a person and then they could all live in the ketsukane estate together. it would be a dream come true! maybe there's even some way clover can help ceroba without having to give up their soul...?

but things aren't destined to work out that way. any number of things could happen.

clover could peacefully move on in their quest through the underground, leaving a sad and lonely kanako behind.

or, ceroba finds out about clover in one way or another, and things are not looking good. but would she choose to take clover's life at the cost of her daughter's one and only friend?

what if clover didn't come in peace, but in vengeance?

or maybe ceroba somehow accepts clover, growing to respect them after all is said and done, and she tries to experiment on a living human soul?

or maybe, wracked with grief and loneliness, kanako discards her mother's warnings and takes the new, updated serum herself, determined to become the hero for her family like she always wanted...?

or, something else could happen.

what if, after an unhappy ending, kanako wakes up on that same day again, waiting for clover to come by the ketsukane estate for the first time? she doesn't even know how it's possible, reliving the same few weeks over and over. she just wants to find her happy ending, and she'll search and search for as long as she needs to.

how long can she watch the same endings play out over and over?

[thenationofzaun]

1x2 : Some Mysteries Are Better Left Unsolved

2x2 : Watch It All Burn