Confession - BMWWFirst time he says it, she's poisoned and fighting for her life. There is no chance she can hear him. She's laying in fever and doesn't move even one finger. And he, on the other hand, is scared out of his mind, suddenly realising that there is no way for him to go on without her. Just after the others leave and he is alone at her bed, he leans to her ear. His fingers brush the jet-black hair on a side and he whispers to her; the words so quiet that he's not sure he's actually said them.Confession - BMWW4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I love you."
When few hours later she's awake, he does not repeat his confession. Instead he gives her a lecture how recklessly and unprofessionally she behaved, letting their enemies catch her in a trap.
First time she says it, she's standing at his grave, clasping a shred of his cape in her clenched fist. Tears are strolling down her cheeks and harsh wind is hitting her face. She is tired and broken. She never thought something can hurt that much. She kneels on the ground and to
Laughter - BMWWHe's standing still, when she comes; his back in front of her.Laughter - BMWW4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He doesn't turn around. He's not sure he can let himself. He's not sure he would resist the urge to touch her, if he looked.
His breath dies in his lungs for a one moment, when he feels her hot lips on his nape.
He tries to regain his composure. Tries to speak. Tries to warn her.
She slowly makes her way around him. Her lips move across his bare shoulder, her fingers travel down his back, passing a soft fracture of few bandages.
When she is in front of him, he's not sure he's still breathing.
He can feel smoothness of her hair when she kisses his collar bone. The tips of her fingers examine every muscle of his chest and stomach. They caress every scar beneath them.
Her mouth finds its way along his jaw. Every breath she takes is like the fire on his skin.
He doesn't move even an inch.
Some voice, painful and hard voice, reverberating in the back of his mind, tells him that this is wrong. That he should push her aw
The KissShe had come too close. There was no backing out now.The Kiss3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He wanted to push her away, lest she would make him act. He could've done that easily, if it was someone else. But this woman this woman was different. It wasn't just the fact that she out did him by scores with respect to physical strength. There was something else, about her!
She had taken over his mind
"Thanks for saving me!" she whispered with uncharacteristic modesty which was restricted only to her tone, and not to be seen on her face. What a perfect restraint!
"I " he tried to breathe out quickly and noiselessly, the usual technique he employed to calm down his heart. But that didn't seem to work. Instead, his breath got stuck in his throat and he struggled to swallow without wincing.
The cold expression on the face he had so practiced for years just wouldn't stick. His lips seemed to have a brain of their own, for they refused to close the gap they created, something which his original m
Take it BackTake it Back5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Parties were never my thing. I was required as a leader to attend them. Gallas. Balls. Appearances. Always I was told to go. Because I'm Wonder Woman and I have to do it for the team. It was so...stupid for someone like me to have to do this. The first heroes of Gotham were at a celebration for the first owner of a world-wide meausem. Mr. Banks. He was about 87 and very rich. Unfortunately...he was going to die any day from natural causes. Or so he has said. No. The heroes were not in their costumes. We were all in normal wear. Dresses. Suits. Tuxedos. The people were dancing under the lights hung in the trees of the meausem garden. Drinking Champagne and laughing with the music. This is were the night dawned upon us. Only little of them noticed.
The wind blew my hair from my shoulders and ruffled the skirt of my dress. My hip resting on a gargoyle of the meausem balcony. The nights shadows the only friend of the roof top. I sighed listening to the music sway the trees below me. I was
Death - BMWWWhen Diana of Themyscira came to Man's World, she had many things to learn. She started from the basics then, as if she's just been born.Death - BMWW4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
First of all, she learned about men, and that they weren't as evil and cruel as she'd been told on her island. In fact, there were many honourable and charming males and she admitted that they intrigued her. Especially the one, who always hid in the darkness.
With time she learned how to live between people and how to communicate with them, or at least try to do so. She was studying people's habits and traditions. She looked at the humanity with curious eyes.
She learned that Earth needed its heroes, needed her. She realised why it did and as time went by she got attached to Man's World.
She was learning fast, using that magnificent mind of hers. She wanted to understand everything she was seeing and discovering and it came to her easily. Until one point.
As the Princess of the Amazons, Diana was blessed by her gods. She had Amazonian p
Jingle Bells Batman SmellsJingle Bells Batman SmellsJingle Bells Batman Smells4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Dashing through the streets
In search of rubber-duck
All the stores sold out
And Flash is out of luck
The last one in the world
Gets mangled in a fight
Crashed into tiny pieces
By the Ultra-Humanite.
Jingle bells, Wally fails
Ducky goes bye bye
Big bad monkey kills the Ducky
And makes the orphans cry
Jingle bells, back to jail
No more breaking toys
Guess they'd settle for Nutcracker
Instead of poopy noise.
Christmas with the Kents
In their lovely Smallville farm
Super-mom and dad
Await with open arms
The boy scout's full of cheer
But J'onn's all doom and gloom
They hole him up in Kara's happy
Pukey girly room.
Jingle bells, Jingle bells
What a tragic day
Oh how wonderful is sulking
And scaring cats away (yay)
Jingle bells, Martian wails
Presents wrapped in lead
Next year J'onn would rather run off
And kill himself instead.
Crashing through the walls
In a dodgy alien bar
Hawkgirl's choice of fun
Disturbing and bizarre
Shayera's on the loose
Her eyes are
Old Story - BMWWIt was an old story. The story that happened over a hundred years ago, but she remembered everything, as if it was only yesterday. She could recall with killing precision every tiny moment of it. Every word and every act of heroism and sacrifice. Every sign of admiration and affection. Every little needle of pain, which has stayed in her heart.Old Story - BMWW4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She remembered every time they were almost, almost something. Something more, something else. She remembered every time they were just nothing, but still something.
She remembered that one night, when she came to him. The cave was dark and damp, like usually. She knew he will be there after his patrol. He always was. He always heard her coming. He never turned around to look at her. That time neither. Still, he let her step closer.
She breathed deeply, realising fully why she'd come to him. This realisation squeezed every fibre of her already shattered soul. Shattered by life, by disappointment, by tiredness and finally
Library - BMWWNight. She is in a library. She wandered around the mansion and ended up here. It is huge, she has to admit. She can sense dust and it smells like books. It smells like it should. For the months she's been here after the Watchtower had to be destroyed, she didn't have a chance to visit the place.Library - BMWW4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She moves quietly, illuminated by the moonlight. She lightly touches the backs of books. She wonders, which of them were in his hands. It is not a surprise for her, that her thoughts drift to him. They've been doing this for a long time.
She reaches for upper shelf. For a book smaller than the other ones, with a simple black cover. It looks old and she can see this is poetry. She opens it on a page, which seems to be read many times. It is a short poem.
When she's about to read the first line, she hears low voice behind her back. It runs from shadows of the shelves. He moved as quiet as always, she couldn't hear him. Still she did not get scared.
Put out my eyes, and I can see you still.
WWL2 THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL Chapter 1WWL2 THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Themyscira, seventeen years ago
So much to do. So much to consider.
Darkness had settled hours ago and the house was finally quiet. Though weary from a long day, Diana knew that sleep would be a difficult prize to claim, especially with everything in her mind that vied for her attention. She lay on her back, right in the middle of her spacious bed as she stared at the ceiling with troubled blue eyes. With one hand laying on her belly and the other arm curled around her head, she did her best to relax her body, hoping that her mind would soon follow. Her long black hair was pulled to one side and was flailed out on her pillow and bed. Her spacious bedroom was dimly lit in the warm blue glow offered by the full moon. There were n
WWL2 THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL, Chapter 3 part 2WWL2 THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL, Chapter 3 part 23 years ago in Drama More Like This
They returned to the mansion in high spirits and Elissa seemed to have forgotten about her failure with Scarecrow. Clinging to her mother's arm as they entered, she laughed and declared, "You have got to be kidding! And she knew nothing about it?"
"I didn't keep many secrets from your grandmother," Diana admitted, "but some things are much better left unsaid."
"That is just totally wicked," the girl said with a laugh.
"Just don't get any ideas," Diana warned. "I'm way ahead of you on that."
"I believe you, Mom. Hey! Maybe we can, like, go and do a Justice League mission or something. It would be all kinds of fun!"
With a little smile, Diana confirmed, "Sure, I'd like that. But not until I get you clearance, understand?"
"And I think your father would like some time with you as well. Do you think you can g
What'd You Say?The Watchtower Infirmary...What'd You Say?2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was his own fault. He knew that. He just wished they knew it, too.
He couldn't move, couldn't speak, but he could hear. He heard everything they said.
They were worried.
He didn't want them to be. He didn't deserve it.
In fact, he wanted them to leave him alone to suffer. Then he could learn from his mistake.
Well, he wanted all of them to leave. All of them except...
Her. He wanted her to stay.
"Everyone, The League has other matters to attend to. Batman will...He'll be okay without us all hovering over him." Wonder Woman said.
Superman took in a deep breath as he reluctantly agreed. "Wonder Woman is right. Let's go, everyone."
With that, everyone began to file out of the infirmary. Everyone except...
She's still here. He could feel it. She must have read his mind by making everyone leave.
He wished he could smile.
"Oh Bruce..." Wonder Wo
Good MorningShe did not need an alarm to wake her up. The soft rays of the morning sun together with hint our clouds, when filtered through the glass of the window and diffracting at the fringes of the curtain, bathed the room in an illumination of a mélange of colors. It was as though they were sent out to bless her, the daughter of Gods as she was. She squinted a bit, as her eyes failed to accommodate the entirety. It felt strange. Even though she had been sleeping there for a month now, she never had to take the sun shine in her eyes before.Good Morning3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She ducked in reflex, burying her face back into the pillow. It seemed harder than usual. Something about the scent too it smelled like musk. She turned her face to the left, without lifting herself up. She smiled with satisfaction at what she saw. Her man - lay fast asleep, unperturbed by the sunshine. It was too small an amount to disturb him. Normally, Alfred would open the curtains, and sometimes even the window, to give a rise
WWL2, THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL, Ch. 2 pt 2WWL2, THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL, Ch. 2 pt 23 years ago in Drama More Like This
Commissioner Gordon stood on the roof, his hands in the pockets of his overcoat as he stared up at the bat signal that shined brightly on the clouds above. With him were two uniformed police officers, both of whom watched the signal on the clouds as well. The spotlight that sent it there illuminated much of the roof surrounding it, but behind it and in the distance, all was shrouded in shadows, and everyone present knew that Batman would emerge from those shadows. The sounds of the blowing wind would mask the approach of the Dark Knight and tensions were high as the three awaited him.
A loud, mechanical click sounded from behind them and the spotlight went out, plunging much of the rooftop back into darkness. Only the two lights that flanked the one door that accessed the roof illuminated the roof to any degree. Even as the two policemen spun around, Gordon turned almost casually, looking to the shadowy figure who stood
WWL2, THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL CH 2, pt 1WWL2, THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL CH 2, pt 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
The lights were low in the central control room of the Watchtower and when the doors slid shut behind Wonder Woman she did not stray more than a step or two from them as her eyes found that one lonely figure sitting at the main console. A familiar creeping began in her stomach and she drew a calming breath. She feared almost nothing, but this was a conversation she had hidden from for almost two decades. Finally striding forward, her steps were as confident as she could manage and she was able to control the shaking of her knees very well. It was not a long walk, but it sure seemed to take forever.
Finally reaching the occupied chair, she grasped it with one hand, the console with the other as she looked to the large view screen that was right in front of the man who worked the controls. Silence thickened the air around them and the tension mounted.
"Quiet night?" she finally fo
WWL2 THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL, Chapter 3 pt 1WWL2 THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL, Chapter 3 pt 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
Elissa moaned softly and rocked her head to the left, then the right, and her eyes opened to thin slits. She blinked and struggled to bring the world around her into focus. Drawing a deep breath, she tried to make sense of where she was, how she got there
Anxiety surged up again and quickly she felt herself near panic as she looked around her. When she tried to sit up, a strap around her chest stopped her. Trying to raise her hands to remove it revealed that she was cuffed to the bed she lay on. Looking down at herself, she saw that she was only covered with a white sheet and white wool blanket, and over these were leather restraints over her legs and hips and she could feel her ankles cuffed and strapped down beneath the sheet. Her eyes darted about. This looked like the Batcave, and yet it did not. Drawing a deep breath, she tried to calm herself and reason out what had happen, w
When you love someone like that - Part 2- TimeoutIn the Watch towerWhen you love someone like that - Part 2- Timeout2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She lingered at the coffee machine, her finger scanning the buttons for available options. She wanted a cafe moocha, but for some reason, despite having crossed that particular button three times already, it did not register with her, and she continued with the fourth round.
"Problem!" came a voice from behind. It was hawk girl, waiting for her turn...perhaps.
She turned on her heels and tried to speak, but could only find herself mumbling "moocha"
Hawk girl squinted and then smiled, "Here, let me help!"
She cleared the path of give her way, as she picked a fresh cup.
And then... she saw him...
He was standing a few steps away from her, discussing accompanied by Jonn. She tried hard not to look at him, but was hardly in possession of her faculties. And by the time her eyes could follow her mind's instructions to look away, he had met her eyes. She quickly turned away and almost immediately regretted her action. Her confused eyes met Hawk girl's equally
The pain that makes us realizeBruce rubbed his temples, a full blown headache beginning to form. Bruce leaned forward, and closed his eyes. He had been staring at the computer monitor for hours now, and it didn't help his already injured body. The mission earlier had left him a few bruises, but that wasn't anything unusual. The giant gash across his chest, was another matter. But he couldn't focus on that right now, because his life wasn't the one at stake. No not his at all he didn't matter. But the goddess among them all that brought life into this god forsaken tower, Diana. The Amazon was currently fighting for her life, a spear had ripped straight through her chest. Bruce could still hear the scream coming from her lips, and the way her eyes had widened. Her hands had twitched curling into fists, and her legs gave way. Blood began spilling from her lips, and her chest. Everything around her turned the crimson color of her life, and Bruce felt his life falling apart. The walls that held him back from pursuiThe pain that makes us realize2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When you love someone like that He's not going to come...When you love someone like that2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She wished she could stop repeating it to herself, although she knew that she was hoping against the hope.
She knew better than to light the candles atop the tastefully decorated table for two. The intricately bent neon light tubes illuminated the place enough, in fact more than she wanted. The entire concept of candle light dinner had dissolved into a cliche in the 'so called' Gotham's romantic haven. And despite having secured a table for two in an unassuming corner, she could not be 'not seen', especially in bright red.
He's not going to come...
Her eyes darted impulsively on the wall clock. 8:00PM! She's been waiting for an hour and a half now. The restaurant management didn't seem to be bothered by that, for her presence attracted customers and they wouldn't worry about the one table which wouldn't accommodate the pour in.
He's not going to come...
9:00 PM - She was right all the time... He didn't come!
So much for
Here Without YouI watched her hit the ground, and I heard her scream of pain echoing. Her beautiful black hair lay around her body, which was covered in blood. I walked over to her slowly, as if in a dream. That's what it had to be a nightmare. I dropped to my knees beside her and stared. I couldn't get words out of my mouth, the great Batman was speechless. I allowed my hand to go toward her to touch her ice cold face. I took of my gloves and traced her lips with my index finger. They didn't part, and there was no air coming out of them. She was gone I continued to stare and my hand went up to her hair, touching her glorious curls. They were coated in dry blood, and there was a giant gash on her forehead. I traced it, and was crushed when I didn't hear her wince.Here Without You4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Watching her endure pain was a bad thing, but I would give anything to hear her wince now just to know that she was alive. That her heart was still beating Slowly the rest of the league members walked over to her. They di
BMWW - Broken HeartsBMWW - Broken Hearts1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I Love You
I know it's wrong
But I cannot help it
The more I think of it
The more I realize that I'm wrong
The more I love you
And that makes me weak
When I fight you
Not your might
But my love for you
I have lost my reason
I have lost my pride
I have lost myself to you
Because I love you
Tears in my eyes
As I weep silently
At the grave of my broken heart
Yes, I have brought it unto myself
But I cannot stop saying
I love you
Cat and Queen to Bat and PrincessDiana stared in shock at her mother, who adverted her own gaze from her daughter’s. Off to the side stood three people; Black Canary – who was just as shocked as Diana, Batman – who, while not showing it, was also surprised, and Wildcat – who had a shit eating grin on his face. As to what caused these reactions…Cat and Queen to Bat and Princess1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“So let me get this straight, Mother. You were in a relationship with Wildcat when you were the first Wonder Woman?”
Hippolyta gave a hesitant nod. “That is correct.”
“And yet you’ve always told me that men were not to be trusted, which technically makes you a hypocrite,” stated Diana, crossing her arms over her chest.
The Amazon Queen flinched a little at her daughter’s accusation. She probably deserved to be called as such. “Diana, I…”
“The fact that this happened after both your relationship with Hades and Heracles’ raid makes it all more conf
GOLDEN ANGEL: THE WATCHTOWER Elissa had only taken the flight to clear her mind. She figured nobody would ask questions when she took the IJ121 from the well guarded hangar at the small, private airport near Gotham City, and no one did. Sure, this was Themyscira's most advanced jet, but even at seventeen years old she was an accomplished fighter pilot and was only rarely questioned by those who guarded it. After all, who would dare question the daughter of Wonder Woman?GOLDEN ANGEL: THE WATCHTOWER4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Her helmet lay on the seat beside her, leaving her long, obsidian black hair free and pulled over one shoulder to keep it out of her way. Blue eyes darted to the instruments frequently and automatically, but mostly scanned the cloud strewn sky outside of the airplane. Dressed as Golden Angel, she would be ready should she have to land and spring into action. This was a two piece costume. The top was read and supported only over her left
FamilyFamilyFamily4 years ago in Humor More Like This
I own nothing
"So, like, you're a superhero?"
Atlas smiled as he flexed the muscles beneath the high tech fabric that made up his t-shirt. She was 25, totally hot, as dumb as a brick, and had no idea he was barely 16.
Although, to be fair, most people failed to realize that he wasn't old enough to vote. He was tall for his age and the thick, rippling muscles that covered ever inch of his body tended to throw most people off. Plus there was the thick domino style mask he was wearing (he made a mental note to wear the mask more often).
"Yeah, I'm a superhero." Atlas said, trying to keep his tone totally casual since this girl was WAY hotter than any of the girls he met in private school. "I'm the mighty Atlas...from the news. Maybe you've heard of me?"
"Wow." The girl cooed, then reached out to touch his bicep, "For a minute I thought you were Batman because you have that bat symbol on your t-shirt."
"Oh this?" Atlas purposefully stuck out his ches