Ah, writing... sometimes it's like pulling teeth from the mouth of a persnickety alligator, and then there are the stories that just kind of flow from your fingers and take on a life of their own. This is one of the latter.
I listened to
this song on repeat while I was writing. It's incredibly beautiful and heart-breaking and inspirational, but it
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Heartbreak, Nifty. Just heartbreaking.
I think, if one more person dies on Tim, the poor kid just might snap. And not in the entertaining kind of way. :(
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I think, if one more person dies on Tim, the poor kid just might snap.
^ THIS. So much. And I think if it ended up being Dick, that would just be it for him. Poor baby has so many issues...
Thanks for reading! ♥
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But ugh, you've managed to break my heart once again ;___________; And this time you've roped Timmy into it...oh Nifty, your writing makes me so teary sometimes ;~~~~; in the good way though the good way
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Thanks for reading, dear, even though it's sad! I always think of you whenever I write Tim because I know you love him, so I'm sorry I had to torture him this time around. He'll get a happy fic another time. *hugs* ♥
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Poor Tim is so broken. And he's so detail-oriented, I feel like he would notice all of the little things in Dick's apartment, and that would just break him. He needs all of the hugs.
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Bonus points for using the word "jaundiced" to describe the light.
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