Andrew might not be able to play any more, but of course, there are alternatives.

In a world with timers, counting down to when you meet your soulmate, a lot of different things can happen. Some people choose not to get timers. Some people have gotten more than one, or more than one kind. But Cisco's never heard of one person's going off, while no one else's does. // updates yearly!

Maria's not sure how it all happened, really.

"You're Murdock's second in command."

"We're partners," Foggy says, but he can't not trip over the words because it's fucking cold in here and his tongue feels swollen in his mouth. Maybe he's got a chipped tooth. "That's how lawyers work, we're partners."

This guy knows about Matt. He fucking knows.

Nectar and milk flow freely, and the wedding dances are wild.

There is no-one here to watch Nie Mingjue, save for their ancestors, save for him.

What's the best way to catch some radical socialist maple syrup thieves? Go undercover as a couple with a twee Brooklyn store, of course.

Buffy and Faith are living it up in Cleveland, over thirty and regularly trying to convince their neighbors they're really just roommates, not "roommates", no matter what Faith wants. Of course, then things get all fucked up, complete with an apocalypse.

wen ning travels back in time to join the guest lectures at Cloud Recesses

Luke's intentions toward his nephew have been misinterpreted, and maybe this is a mercy.