#openly weeping

[spellcastorxiii]

gods i am SO GAY

[allcavesin]

"My dream was dead in my arms."

That's fucked up, Robin. We do NOT deserve this

[theplottdump]

first | previous | credits

As for Carmela Malandra, or "the Curator" as she began to be known later into her career- we never reconnected after that night. Well- not on paper. After Simone transferred me to the UNIT offices in Tartosa, I was able to clear my head, move on- grow into the type of Agent that I had once admired so much. And running parallel to each other meant that according to all official statements and reports: our lives, and our careers - never touched. And if you pay any mind to official reports, you should probably consider a change in career paths.

Carmela: Richard. Dick: Curator. Lovely show you've put together. Carmela: I didn't know UNIT had taken a shine to the Modern Arts. Or is this a personal visit?

Dick: I think I'm going to retire.

Carmela: And why exactly are you telling me? Are you looking for permission? Dick: No, I don't suppose I am.

Dick: No. It just-

Dick: I don't know.

Dick: It just... felt right.

Lately I've been trying to look back, to step away from the mosaic - see if I still like the colors, the patterns. And I realized, I don't know if I do anymore. This life moves so fast, and if you're not keeping pace it's easy to get left behind. I think I'm finally tired of running.

Carmela: You've gotten old. Dick: You know, I think you're right.

Because in the end, when the mosaic cracks, shatters, and crumbles- it's better to have someone who loves you picking up the pieces than no one at all.

THE END

[lobotomy-jpeg]

I've never done TGWDLM fanart in all my years into starkid but fuck are Bill and Alice calling to me with the Remount being on youtube now,,,

[rondocapri]

KAORIIIIII

[prizmpaws]

and they’re all on the same train home….

[queenofbaws]

just got to act iii and shut up shut up shut up i'm not crying you're crying

[clancykisser]

me rn