CrappySleepDeprivedWriter
Fandoms
- Batman - All Media Types (4)
- DCU (2)
- Heathers: The Musical - Murphy & O'Keefe (1)
- Heathers (1988) (1)
- DCU (Comics) (1)
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four brothers, now three by CrappySleepDeprivedWriter
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, DCU
03 Jul 2025
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Even his friends were here. Tim’s.
Tim wouldn’t let them. He didn’t want to be saved.
Not today.Not ever.
Because he didn’t deserve to be saved.
Damian wasn’t saved.And if Damian couldn’t be saved, then who the hell was Tim Drake to accept comfort?
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tim mourning what coukd have been (?) idk. i wrote this at 12am, its kinda crappy, but the idea poped in head, so. -
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So it was true after all, wasn't it?
History will repeat itself.
He grips the railing tighter, laughing quietly, bittersweetly.
There was only one thought in his head as he was falling.
It was never meant to be.
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uh idk, just fundy thinking about stuff -
Bitterly yours by CrappySleepDeprivedWriter
Fandoms: Heathers: The Musical - Murphy & O'Keefe, Heathers (1988)
08 Feb 2025
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Veronica's throat tightened. The truth was, JD had this hold over her—one she couldn’t shake. She wanted him. She craved him. But at the same time, she despised the part of her that did. She hated how he'd made her lose control, how he'd twisted her mind into thinking that all of this was normal, that love and death were just another game to play.
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just a lil silly thing i conjured up. idk, i'm bad at summaries -
unwanted/fading away by CrappySleepDeprivedWriter
Fandoms: DCU, DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types
07 Feb 2025
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Damian Wayne hated mirrors.
Not because they showed his face, though that was part of it. It wasn’t just the sharpness of his features or the too-strong lines of his jaw, or the deep, dark eyes that stared back at him like a stranger. No, it was because when he looked into them, he saw more than just his reflection. He saw everything he wasn’t. Everything he would never be.
He was the child of assassins, born from violence, molded into something meant to kill. He had been raised in a world where love was a weakness, where family was just another tool to manipulate. He was a weapon first, a son second, if at all. And that was all he knew. That was all he had ever been taught to be.
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i cant write for shit, but here's some angsty thoughts from damian, idk, i wrote this at 5 am listening to heathers and a bit of Hamilton and my brain was-- still is --turned off. -
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He thought about the family he had left behind, the family that believed he was gone forever. He wondered if they missed him, if they ever thought about him, or if he even crossed their minds. He wondered if they had moved on, if they were happier without him. The thought brought a bitter smile to his lips.
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Damian visits a grave
idk why i wrote this
you shouldn't read this, its really badSeries
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Did you get enough love, my little dove? (Why do you cry?) by CrappySleepDeprivedWriter
Fandom: Batman - All Media Types
30 Oct 2024
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