You have pillow marks on your face. I haven’t slept that well since I took that stupid job. I’m gonna nap for like...for like...five more minutes. I feel like I got at least eight hours...oh. Crap. Crap! What?!

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You have pillow marks on your face. I haven’t slept that well since I took that stupid job. I’m gonna nap for like...for like...five more minutes. I feel like I got at least eight hours...oh. Crap. Crap! What?!
You look happy. I had a really, really good day.
Hey, what’s going on? Amelia called Koracick and I hate him. Like, I-wanna-put-him-in-an-old-fashioned-chokehold-and-throw-him-down-the-stairs hate him. Okay. You hate him because...? What, I need a reason? Have you met the guy? Did something happen? With Kimmie? It’s just...some kids just get under your skin.
Okay, we’re having it out right now. Oh come on. You’re seriously gonna listen to some nurse I slept with when I was a stupid intern? No, I’m talking about your psycho mood swings and treating me like crap all day. I won’t do weirdness and silence and anger, Alex, I can’t do that again. It’s not what you think. It started when I asked you to check your bank account. Is it money? Are we really fighting about money? Because that is such a cliché. I grew up in my freaking car, Alex, do you think I care if you’re having money problems? It’s not. I have money. Way too much money. I haven’t checked this account in over a year, and all of a sudden, my balance is crazy high. Okay? It’s my mom. I send her money for rent and food, and she hasn’t been cashing the checks. Which means she’s dead. Or walking the streets half-naked, or throwing garbage at people. I’m out here living my life, and I’m just throwing money at a problem without paying attention. I don’t know. Maybe I haven’t really changed that much. No, that’s not true. You know that’s not true.
What do you think? I think...Alex married up. Right? If she does this, I can retire and buy a bigger boat than Avery. And also save lives.
I never fit in, anywhere. And I kept trying and kept wanting to belong but nothing ever worked out, so I had to keep moving. Or maybe I was running from my circumstances, running from myself, running from anyone who dared to love me – Just give me a minute. Just one second. Wait, Alex? It was right here, I put it right here. No, Alex, I’m still talking. Damn it, it was just right here! Alex, I’m not done yet! Where the freak is my ring?! Alex, I’m wearing it! I always thought that there was something wrong with me, and I always wanted to run, until I met you. You’re so screwed up that you make me make sense. You and me. We just fit. And I don’t want to leave you, Alex. I want a great big giant career, but I never want to go anywhere without you. You are my home. And you are my heart. Alex Karev, will you marry me? Wait, so that’s a… It’s a yes. A yes? It’s a hell yes.
Hey. You done soon? Let’s go home. You mean go to your house. What? Well, it’s your house. I just crash there, right? I mean, you never asked me to move in. You never complained, but never... Did I do something? ‘Cause I feel like I’m in trouble. No, I’m in trouble. ‘Cause when this changes, I don’t have any place to be. God, I used to be so careful. Wait, um...what’s changing? I–I thought we were good. Yes, but it all changes, Alex. It always does. You can’t hold on to anything that you don’t want to lose. Right now, I feel like I have a bed and a house. And it is so good. But my bed isn’t my bed, it’s your bed. And I hate that I don’t want to lose it. Hey. Look at me. You got me. I swear to god. I’m not going anywhere except home with you. Come on. Let’s go home.
#otp: shut up