He was bored, playing with his toys and watching them. He needed action. Preferable with girls. A lot of smut!

Terminus. They are trapped. There seems to be no way out. When they are tortured and nearly beaten to death they hear them. Gunshots and prayers. The Saints rescue the group from Terminus and are mildly fascinated by the man that has Murphys face. A Walking Saints Fic inspired by SunnseanicArts!

I met him at a museum in Berlin, standing in front of an artpiece that I knew way too well. I recognized him the minute I entered the room and what was starting as a joke ended somehow in a very serious conversation and a much more serious relationship.