✞

And as she ran out with the sobbing boy in her arms, his little hands covering the burnt side of his face while hiding away from the world, tears streaming down his face, Hellen wept still, praying that her son would be alright, all the while vowing to make it right when the opportunity would strike...

as if i am not already loosing it because of the Guardian Angel AU, with Guardian Angel! Nigel slowly changing his mortal by having him drink his pitch black angelic blood, intending to purify the human by replacing his old blood with the new one, smiling as he watches how the tears are slowly turning pitch black, meaning that it is working

ok so I’ve been binge watching the mentalist for nostalgia reasons but I was like “this dude kinda reminds of riddler if he was in his PI era”

and before people try to twist my words: you can absolutely enjoy whatever you want in fiction for whatever reason. no matter how taboo or messed up or disgusting it is. it’s all play pretend and fantasies (and if some people cannot separate fiction from reality then chances are that—with or without the fictional things they consume—they’re already troubled and they need help, but their inability to separate fiction from reality is not your business or concern, you’re not their parent).

Some diaries need a passcode code and blood sacrifice to open is what Enid learned that day