miss you so much

anonymous asked:

Jason, Tim, or Babs talking to Dick's grave?

Thanks to anonymous for donating! I appreciate it! Also, this is sad. Takes place after Where’s Grayson but before Never, Forever, but could totally be read alone.

“Hi, Dick,” Tim whispers, settling in front of the white stone. “It’s been a while.”

He reaches out to touch the grave, and it’s cold this early in the year. It’s the complete opposite of what Tim remembers of Dick. There’s no solid, warm hand reaching back to take Tim’s hand, just Tim’s fingertips against all that’s really left of Dick now. Tim has to swallow against the lump in his throat.

“I don’t know if you know this,” Tim starts, because it’s been a busy couple of weeks, and when he’s talking to Dick’s grave, he can almost imagine he’s talking to Dick himself. Tim keeps going. “I don’t know if you know this, Dick, but Damian’s alive. I think you’d be so happy, maybe you’d even cry. There’d definitely be hugs, and smiles, and….”

Tim trails off. His eyes are burning, because he still remembers what it felt like to have Dick wrap him up in a hug. To have his big brother here with him. To not feel so, so alone in the world. 

There’s no one here that needs him anymore. Not really. Bruce is coping pretty well, if isolating himself a bit more. Jason’s gone, run away. Cass is—coping. So is Steph. And now Damian’s alive, but Tim isn’t the one Damian needs. Damian needs Dick.

But, just like last time, Dick isn’t here. And Tim wonders—

“Damian’s not doing well,” Tim admits quietly. “He’s shutting himself up in his room. Either that or he sits in front of the memorial case, and I just—” Tim blows out a frustrated breath. “I wish you were here, Dick. I don’t know how to handle Damian like you do, and I don’t know how to help him.”

Tim chokes on his next breath. There’s not much he can do right now, and it’s killing him. No one needs him, and the one person who maybe does he doesn’t know how to help. And he misses being able to count on his big brother to help him calm down and look at things differently. 

He’s never calm anymore. He always seems to be in this constant state of anxiety, and he can’t find his way back down. Dick’s dead. But there’s a part of him that thinks maybe—

No. he won’t entertain those thoughts. No matter how well Bruce is coping, no matter how much Tim wishes Dick were here, Jason and Damian were anomalies. Outliers. People don’t just come back to life. Bruce’s parents, Dick’s parents, Tim’s parents, the countless people they’ve all failed. People don’t just come back.

Jason and Damian were both lucky. Or unlucky, depending on the view. After all, Jason came back to life pit-crazy. Tim doesn’t want that for Dick.

“I miss you,” Tim whispers. “I miss you so much. I don’t know how to help Damian, but I’m going to try. For you.”

He swallows past that lump again, and he sits there for a long while. He’ll get up eventually, but for now, Tim just needs the comfort of his big brother. And this is the best he’s got.


He was so pretty. He deserved so much more. You deserved so much fucking more. I miss you with all my heart. I hate that I won’t be able to meet you now, but I will meet you one day. Rest easy baby❤️

Be More Chill If I Was a Zombie


Michael knew the rest of the group didn’t trust him and Jeremy. They shouldn’t but that still didn’t help when he went to sleep at night afraid they’d hurt Jeremy for his condition. Especially now that Rich was gone.

It was risky. Taking a member of the group. But Jeremy needed fresh meat. He was about to have an episode again and that would end in disaster. Rich was surprisingly easy to lure out away from the group. Just say somebody needed help and he’d come running. Michael didn’t like taking advantage of people’s good nature but Jeremy needed food.

Turns out Michael wasn’t joking when he called Rich snack sized. Two days later and Jeremy was already hungry again. Way too early to take another member of the group without becoming suspicious.

They were sitting in front of the fire the group had made earlier, Michael laying down on the ground with Jeremy nearby groaning from under the cloth around his mouth. Michael got closer to his zombified boyfriend and wrapped his arms around Jeremy.


“Shhh, dude I know you’re hungry but I can’t feed you tonight.”

“Uhmmm…” Jeremy’s vaguely sad noises made Michael hold him tighter.

“I’m sorry.” Jeremy sat up, bringing Michael with him. He rubbed his face up and down Michael’s. He was trying to rub the gag off. Michael pushed him away. “No, bad Jeremy, you know we can’t do that.”


“You’re starving, what if you hurt somebody?” Michael tried glaring at Jeremy but when his eyes met Jeremy’s unbelievably sad ones he froze. Jeremy bumped him on the nose. Their version of a kiss. “…fine…just close your eyes, okay?” Jeremy nodded. “Okay.”

Jeremy closed his eyes as he felt the cloth come off as he leaned forward. He knew he wasn’t supposed to but he wanted to actually kiss Michael again. He opened his eyes and pulled away surprised to see Michael’s smiling face. “Michael!”

“Jeremy!” They were hugging again, Michael kissing him again. Jeremy was happy, Michael wasn’t afraid of him!

“Michael, I’m so happy….”

“Jeremy y-you’re talking again! And your face-” Michael caressed his face, running his hand over Jeremy’s cheek. There was smooth skin where a chunk had been missing.

“I know dude.”

“God Jeremy, I missed you so much!”

“Me too Mike. Me too.” They say there holding each other, happy. Jeremy wished there was a way this moment could last forever. The loud ringing in his ears grew but he didn’t care, he had his Michael back.


“Oh my God.”

“Brooke, we should’ve known this would happen eventually.” The teenagers gathered around the now unmoving bodies that had been shot in the head. Jake was still shaking as he held the gun. Chloe was comforting the crying Christine who had been when the one to find Jeremy eating Michael’s face. Jake showed up soon after her scream, shooting both Jeremy and Michael in the head so that they wouldn’t come back up again.

“H-hopefully they’re in a better place now.”


Camp Velaris ~ Epilogue

This is for @queen-archeron! Anna, I promised you this epilogue months ago, and now it’s finally here! Happy birthday, and I hope your day is amazing and wonderful (just like you!)

You can find previous chapters here

I had been waiting a long time for this.

Well, I had been waiting three months, two weeks and four days for this.

Not that I was counting.

Keep reading


My thoughts on the line: “My baby’s walking with his head down. I’m the one he’s walking to”

He walks with his head down because he’s not in this relationship for the spotlight. He has no need to look around to see what else is there. He’s not in it for anything except for Taylor and their love for each other. He walks with his head down because he doesn’t care what people think or say. He doesn’t look around to see how people are reacting. He walks with his head down because he’s blocking out the rest of the world. She is all he wants. He ignored the reputation she was given and loved her like she was brand new.

He really loves her. And she really loves him. And she just let us in on this Utopian magical love between them. She did THAT.

I’m not sure if I’m ready for what’s to come on reputation after this lyrical masterpiece, but I️ do know I’m so so so happy for you Taylor ❤️ @taylorswift

I️ love you so much. And I️ love you too, Joe! 😊 thanks for making our girl so irrevocably happy.

Chanyeol: Lay Hyung~~~~~ Though we weren’t able to be together much this year, but you know i still love you right?? Love you ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️ Happy birthday!!!! ♥️♥️♥️

Lay: ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ You are going to upload this on instagram again aren’t you ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ I really love you. It’s a pity that i didn’t manage to see you because you were too busy, kkaebiru~ (t/n: fans are speculating that ‘kkaebiru’ is evolved from ‘kkaebsong’ and ‘kkaebi’)

171008 real__pcy: 사랑하는 레이형!! 오늘 해외에서 돌아와서 정신이 없어서 까먹어버렸지만..생일 축하해요!! 올해는 정말 얼굴보기 힘들었지만 그래도 많이많이 생각하는거 알지??? 중국에서도 건강하고 얼른 자주 봐요♥️ 

Beloved Lay Hyung!! I just got back from overseas today and was absentminded so i forgot about this but still… Happy Birthday!! It was hard for us to meet face to face this year, but you know that i think about you a lot right??? Take care of your health in China and let’s meet frequently soon ♥️

There will never be a day when I won’t think of you.

Thinking you can’t do it yourself is one thing, but having someone else tell you that you can’t is irritating. —09.27; Happy Birthday Tsukishima Kei


everybody screws up. that’s what happens. it’s what you do with the screw-ups, it’s how you handle the experience - that’s what you should judge yourself by. i have a great life and an amazing kid. and i took a detour, i ended up some place good.