Characters: Artemis Crock, Dick Grayson
Summary: “Does it ever get better?” He sighs. “It could be better tomorrow, or it could be better in a year. Or, it could never get better, and it will always hurt. But everyday gets a little easier, not better, just…easier.”
Post “Endgame”; Angst; Nonromantic
Word Count: < 1,000
it doesn’t matter what the subject is, I only write while drinking.
surprise him at work while wearing nothing but socks and sandals
Tumblr is one of those sites where it only takes that one post to ruin your day.
the only fault my boyfriend has is not worshipping Mike Judge
so I have thins gross bug bite in my side so while I was putting lotion on it, I looked my mom dead in the eye and said “it rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again”, and now she just looks frightened.
[opens pizza box] *snoop dogg voice* greetings loved ones