Why Wally's not allowed to have a cape"Hey Rob, can I borrow your cape?"
The raven haired boy looked up from his holographic computer to see his best friend.
"Why do you want to do that? I thought it gets in the your way when you run." With one eyebrow raised he looked at his friend suspiciously. Wally always made fun of his cape, saying that it smelled weird (don't ask) and how it's going to get caught on something and make him a living piñata.
"Well yea, but who said anything about running with it?"
" Touché." He took off his cape and handed it to the read headed boy, who happily put it on. "So what are you going to do with it?"
With one hand Wally pulled his goggles down so you can barely see his bright green eyes, and with the other he pulled up the cape up right below the goggles. He narrowed his eyes into a glare, and with a low voice he said "I'm Batman."
Robin couldn't help but laugh. It was the best/funniest imitation of the Dark Knight he had ever seen. He then stopped and stared, a smirk forming o
Pizza, Redheads, and a RobinDick winced as Bruce dragged him along by the arm, the older man barely even noticing as numerous reporters snapped quick photos af the famous pair. There would be reports of child abuse in the tabloids tomorrow, and Alfred was going to give him a lot of hell, but Bruce couldn't be bothered to worry right now. They were going to be late.Pizza, Redheads, and a Robin4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Dark Knight was many things: imposing, large, scary, intimidating, pushy, bossy, sarcastic, mean, quiet and broody. But he was never late.
"Walk faster, Dick. I can't miss this meeting." Bruce hissed under his breath, just quiet enough so that that the reporters couldn't hear. The last thing he needed was for the press to think that Bruce Wayne threatened his ward.
"Hmph, why do we even have to be here?" Dick huffed, snatching his hand free of Bruce's grip and crossing his arms tightly across his chest, a small pout working its way over his eleven-year-old face.
"I told you, there was a break in at one of the Wayne Tech centers in Star City. I have
What's in a Name?Rating: PG-13What's in a Name?3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Warning: Some language, slight suggestive themes.
Summary: Wally and Dick are arguing over which sounds better: 'Wally Grayson' or 'Richard West', when Artemis and M'gann walk in on them. Confusion, dramatic proposals, and swooning Robins ensue. Wally/Dick bromance.
April 26, 06:19 p.m. EDT}
"Hey Rob? Which sounds better: Wally Grayson or Richard West?" Wally inquired out of the blue, looking up suddenly from the slightly crumpled paper he was scribbling on. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor of the Mount Justice living room, leaning against the couch. His chemistry notes were sprawled across the carpet as he wrote his lab report (which he had procrastinated on the last few weeks, and was now due the next day). Dick occupied the entire couch itself, one foot dangling down lazily and his hands propped behind his head. His eyes were closed behind the ever-present sungla
RobxKF: Tickles"I'm not going to explain it to you again," Robin replied, head dropping back to examine each tile on the ceiling. This wasn't going to die easily.RobxKF: Tickles4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The chest he'd previously been resting his cheek on sunk in frustration. "I just don't get it we've made out in my room, your room, rooftops, trees... Hey! No violence!"
Robin grumbled, sapphire eyes rolling behind the tinted lenses, "It's not my fault your reflexes suck."
"My reflexes are grea-OW!"
"You were saying?"
Wally's nostrils flared as he exhaled heavily. "The point here-"
"Oh, so there is one?" Robin snorted. It was too easy to aggravate Wally, whose patience's ability to fizzle was just as quick as those feet of his. Could the younger kid be blamed? Not really, considering how cute that grumpy-face was.
"Yes," Wally answered confidently, "and it is that we've Frenched up pretty much anywhere. How's this any different?"
"The couch is comfy and our rooms are too far away."
Robin scoffed. "Laz
Can't Help Myself"S'not fair."Can't Help Myself4 years ago in Romance More Like This
I turn around and to look at my boyfriend Wally who's sitting on the edge of my bed looking like a sad puppy who just lost his favorite bone. I sigh heavily as I finish tying my navy blue tie. I hate seeing him like this, especially when it's all my fault he's feeling that way.
"I'm sorry, Wally. I'm really, really sorry," I say for the 10th time tonight. "But Bruce didn't invite you and he won't change his mind no matter what I say."
"Stingy old man."
"Hey, man." I walk over to him and poke him hard in the forehead. "Don't talk about him like that."
"Hmph. He pouts, half in joke, before taking both of my tiny hands in his large ones and pulling me closer to wrap his arms around my slim waist. "Well if I can't go, why can't you stay?"
When he talks to me in that soft, gentle tone, it makes me want to do anything and everything he asks of me, if if I really shouldn't.
"Because you know what Bruce'll do if I stay behind, especially if he finds out it was because of you."
Who needs Mothers' Day when you have Wally? "You leaving, Wally?" Robin asks as Wally runs past him towards the zeta tubes.Who needs Mothers' Day when you have Wally?3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Yea," Wally replies, stopping to look over his shoulder at him, "Gotta be home for Mothers Day. And I need to pick up some flowers for Mom and help Dad with dinner. I think my grandparents are coming, too."
Robin nods at him, a faint smile on his face, "Tell her I said Happy Mothers Day."
"Will do!" He calls, and he's gone.
"What's Mothers Day?" Superboy asks as he walks into the room, eyes directed at Robin. "A day for Mothers?"
Robin smiles at him, walking around the couch to him, "Pretty much, Supes," he tells him, patting his shoulder as he passes, "It's a day where you appreciate your mother and all she's done for you. If a woman doesn't have kids, her husband still usually does something for her," he thinks for a bit, "Basically just a big way
A Title-less OneshotWally sat in his classroom, wishing that the bell would ring to let him out. He stared at the clock like he had Superman's heat vision rather than his super-speed.A Title-less Oneshot4 years ago in Romance More Like This
'Okay the clock says there's only 10 minutes left' Wally thought to himself. 'Just concentrate and don't look at the clock for another 5 minutes'
Wally looked at the diagrams and figures his teacher had drawn up on the board, he didn't even know what he was looking at or what the teacher was droning on about, hell he didn't even know what class he was in!
Subconsciously, he turned his head back to the clock; 9 and 45 seconds to go.
Wally placed his head on the table and hoped that the next time he lifted his head it would only be a few seconds for the bell to ring. The reason why he wanted to go home so badly was that Dick had agreed to hang out after school for the first time since the team was formed. They haven't been able to so because between the time of being part of Young Justice, performing as the boy Wonder
DealDick stopped mid-step as he entered his roomy bedroom, ice-cold glass of lemonade frozen to his palm, bright blue eyes glued to the sight before him. Wally West was passed out on his floor with no shirt on, sleeping as peacefully as a baby. The teen looked all too comfortable down there, limbs sprawled about in ways Dick didn't even think were possible. He just stood there and watched him, still unsure of what to do. Then a familiar voice calling up to him from the bottom of the stairs snapped him back to reality.Deal4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Oh shit, Bruce.
"I'm coming upstairs! We need to have a little talk. Hide whatever you don't want me to see." The slight chuckle in the older man's voice said it as a guy-to-guy joke but to Dick that meant life or death, especially after that shirt fiasco a few weeks earlier. He practically threw his drink onto his night stand before rushing over and trying to wake his sleeping lover.
"Rrrrgh! Come on, Wally! You have to wake up!" he half-whispered half-shouted
I've missed himThe snow crunches beneath my feet as I walk along the lonely path by the circus. I shivered slightly in my black leather jacket. It's cold, like really cold. But I'm okay, I have more important things to worry about. In my corner of my eye I watch the colorful circus signs as I walk past them.I've missed him3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I cast my gaze at the ground and fall into a trance. Step by step, I feel myself become numb. The way my team accused Mr. Haly it was infuriating. I had told them to keep an open mind, but now with the evidence piling up, it would be difficult to prove him innocent.
But I had too. This circus means too much too him to me.
I subconsciously stop. Right in front of a poster adorned with a group of flying grey silhouettes. Jack Haly's booming voice enters my head, it's a voice I know well, I mean, I used to hear it every night before my act. Behind my new white and red mask my eyes start to burn, might be the cold or maybe tears it's probably the latter.
Suddenly I hear the communic
InspirationWhy me?Inspiration4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Being stuck with an English assignment is fine but having to write an entire short story in a week? That's impossible, even for me. And of all the genres, themes, and topics I could possibly get, I get Romance thrown at me. I can't write romance! That's, like, a girl thing!
For the 10th time this afternoon I slam my head hard against the solid, glass coffee table in defeat. I have no inspiration whatsoever. Zero. Zip. Nada. I'm empty.
How on Earth do people do this for a living?
Then I hear the mansion's welcoming doorbell ring and Alfred's there in an instant, opening the door with a tiny smile.
"Welcome, Young Master Wallace. Here at 3:30 as usual."
Wally walks in with a spring in his step and a giant grin on his face, freckled cheeks rising in joy. I sit up and lean back onto the back of the soft, leather couch with a small sigh. It's always great to see him and I love how even though he's late for everything else, he's never late to see me. As soon as he enters
Flippy Things [Birdflash]Wally vibrated impatiently as the zeta-tube in Central City took its sweet time to beam him over to the Young Justice headquarters. Seriously, these teleports could take such a long time to a speedster in a hurry. Actually, he wasn't even in that much of a hurry. He was just bored as heck, and was eagerly awaiting his superhero friends. Robin, Artemis, Superboy, M'gann even Kaldur were better company than the brainless jocks he had to hang out with at school.Flippy Things [Birdflash]3 years ago in Humor More Like This
He heard his name being announced by the zeta-tube's female voice but he was already in the kitchen in a blur of color. He looked around at superspeed, but it was empty. Huh, people usually convened around the kitchen when they had nothing better to do.
"Hullo?" he called, but there was no reply. He grabbed a couple of granola bars from the cupboard and then made his way to his room to dump his school bag on the bed. He'd deal with that later. Well, if there was no one to keep him company, he'd just have to amuse his lonely
What's HardRobin sat at one of the many wooden tables in the public library, reading a book detaliling all the latest computer technology. The entire team was there, mostly because of Megan. She had said she'd wanted to go an Earth library for the longest time. Superboy had never been to one and Kald'r could always use more books so there was really no debate about it. So there they were. Megan and Superboy were browsing the nonfiction while Kald'r was in the non-fiction. And KF was...moving around from shelf to shelf, never staying in one place for too long.What's Hard4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Short attention span and all that.
Any other day Robin would have smiled at the redhead's erratic behavior but not today. He was not in a good mood. Pissed off was an understatement. And it was all KF's fault. The speedster circled around a few more times before slipping into the seat next to the young hero.
"Hey Rob what's-"
"Shhhhhh!" Several voices hissed in unision, irritation clear on their daces.
"Sorry," KF whispered with a shrug. Her
Welcome HomeWally West entered his homey bedroom with a tired expression, tossing his bag to the floor and flopping face-first onto his bouncy bed. He'd just saw Dick (and Bruce) off as they got on a plane for california for a mission restricted to just the two of them. he'd hugged Dick tightly and asked him to be careful. He'd even reminded him to bring back a cool souvenir to which the smaller boy had laughed and promised to with a "sure." The young hero had promised he'd be back before Wally knew it but he couldn't disagree more. It had only been a mere 20 minutes and already the ginger was missing him so much. He didn't know how he would survive a week, maybe two!, without being able to see his little bird; to touch him, hold him, kiss him.Welcome Home4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Inbearable was an understatement.
Wally just lay there, face buried into the softness that was his pillow, until he heard a small sound.
He turned his head slightly to find the source of the light sound.
His emerald-green e
Thing 1 and Thing 2Kaldur wasn't sure when he first noticed it, but as time went on, he found it increasingly harder not to notice it.Thing 1 and Thing 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The "it" in question was Robin and Kid Flash, and it confused him to no end.
The first time it happened was on their first mission (the unplanned one where they broke into Cadmus and discovered Superboy) and Robin had let his grappling hook fly. Right as he was about to go up, Wally had grabbed onto his utility belt and had whizzed up alongside him. Kaldur had let it go, figuring that it had been a clever, if a bit bold, way of hitching a ride.
But then he remembered another time when Robin and Kid Flash had needed to go to Gotham (Kaldur hadn't wondered why then, but he was certainly curious now.) Rather than take a zeta beam or catch a jet, Wally had simply strapped on his goggles and bent down. Robin, not to be outdone, had hopped on top, piggyback-style, and they had taken off, Robin's black and gold cape flying behind them like a farewell wave.
That had been strange.
No Words NeededIt was Friday afternoon and the cave was eerily quiet.No Words Needed3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Practically no one was around. Conner, Megan, and Kaldur were off on a special off world mission, meaning the cave was currently empty.
All except for a certain speedster.
In one of the many restrooms present in the cave, Wally West was standing in front of a mirror staring at his own reflection.
Sad green eyes stared back at him as his gaze shifted to the large purple bruise that was currently forming on his right cheek. He gently ran his fingers over the purple spot and winced when he felt a familiar sense of pain flow through his body.
He looked up at his reflection once more as his grip on the sink tightened. His eyes began to water as he thought about the reason behind the bruise.
His dad had hit him.
Yeah, he had been pushed around before but never had his dad physically hit him.
It hurt to think about it.
Wally was too busy with his thoughts to notice that somebody else had entered the room. By the time he realized he was no
AnythingWally sped towards Wayne Manor at top speed, feet pounding into the ground below him. He'd just gotten a call from Alfred, the butler asking him if he could come over because something was wrong with Dick. That was all he needed to hear. He hadn't even bothered putting the phone back onto its hook before rushing out the door, concern overtaking him. He reached his destination within seconds, grateful that the giant doors of the mansion were left wide open. He put on the brakes as saw Alfred standing at the bottom of the stairs leading to the bedrooms.Anything4 years ago in Drama More Like This
"What's wrong, Alfred? What happened?!" he asked the butler franctically.
"I don't really know, sir. Master Richard just came home wearing a big black coat and went up to his room, not saying a thing." Alfred's face fell with worry. "He's locked himself up in there and won't come down for anything-not even for food. Something's definitely happened to him but he won't talk to me. But maybe he'll talk to you."
Wally nodded, determination cl
Not Quite The FirstNot Quite The FirstNot Quite The First5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Kid Flash - Wally - is his best friend, hands down. He'd do anything for him, even take a bullet. Especially take a bullet if it meant saving his life. But when Wally said that he liked him, like really likeliked him, Dick wasn't sure how to respond at first.
He's pretty sure he likes him back, but he's never likeliked anyone before - really, he's only thirteen. But Wally makes him so happy, so he just kind of giggles nervously and hugs his friend. "I might like you too, just... so you know."
Wally smiles and is practically vibrating with glee, and Dick thinks that if he squeezes any tighter he might pass out.
Dick is pretty sure he likes Wally the same way Wally likes him, but he's got to be absolutely sure. That's one thing Batman made very clear to him; don't do anything unless you're absolutely sure. So he does the one logic
Robin Baby Chap. 1Robin Baby4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Wally sat looking at his young friend. He was thinking, as he did many times a day, what the thirteen-year-olds true identity was. Kid never saw Robin without something in front of his eyes. Even now, he was wearing sunglasses inside!
"Are you going to keep staring or are you gunna say something?" Robin asked with a smirk.
"Rob, what color are your eyes?" Wally asked without thinking. Robins face showed shock and then embarrassment.
"I can't tell you," he said sheepishly.
"Why not?" Kid whined. "You can always see me."
"It would compromise my identity. Plus you would laugh," Robins blush became even deeper.
"Well now I want to know even more!" the redhead exclaimed. "Come on we're friends right? You can trust me."
"We're friends, and I trust you, but I just can't tell you," Rob
AgainI, Wally West, am wearing a suit. No my usual superhero threads, but a tux. And I have to say I look pretty damn good. Why am I wearing this you ask? Well Batman told all of us to go to this dance at Gotham Academy to, and I quote, "look out for suspicious persons." That is the truth, but not the whole truth. He really wants us to go make sure nothing happens to Dick at that party, even though I'm the only one who will even recognize him.Again4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Oh God have I screwed up things this time. I am the definition of stupid. I've screwed things up so bad you don't even wanna know how bad I screwed things up. He won't talk to me or even look at me. He'll even leave the room if I walk in.
Yeah. It's pretty damn bad.
With a sigh I walk out of my room and down the stairs where the rest of my teammates wait for my late ass. Kald'r and Supey are both wearing normal, dark suits, M'gann is wearing a simple blue spaghetti-strap dress, and Artemis...
"It took you two hours to look like
Never Too Fast for MeWally West was curled up on his bed with his little Robin tucked into his arms. Both boys were far into the world of sleep, absorbed into their dreams. However, Wally's was more of a nightmare. He was being chased by a number of terrible creatures: giant taco heads, meat monsters, and tuna salad. Mirroring his actions in the dream, Wally's real body squirmed as he tried to get away. Deciding he was getting absolutely nowhere, he revved up his speed dramatically. He went faster than he'd thought he'd ever gone before, turning into nothing more than a blur. In a few seconds he stopped, looking over his shoulder to make sure the monsters were no longer on his trail.Never Too Fast for Me4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Whew, that was a close-" His throat constricted tightly as he took in his nearby surroundings. Everything was black, white, and gray and nothing besides him seemed to be moving; not the wind, not the birds, and especially not the people. Wally remembered this situation before, remembered the tightness in his chest and stomach
Call me Doctor FlashA loud, obnoxious cough could be heard miles away. The boy wonder was hacking his lungs out. When he wasn't coughing as though he was a smoker for fifty years, he was sneezing. His nose was a shade of red that matched the color of a rose. Because he was so sick, his 'Daddy', aka Batman- also known as a badass, ordered him not to go on any missions for a week. He also demanded he drink lots of orange juice. Even Batman can show compassion...sort of considering he told Robin if he didn't drink it, there would be consequences. Robin didn't even want to know what he had in mind. Ah, nothing says family love than scaring your family into doing things.Call me Doctor Flash5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The raven haired boy had his body spread on the sofa, trying to make the ceiling look interesting. Yeah, he was failing at that task. He continued his coughing fest. If coughing was some sort of game show on TV, Robin would not only win a free car, but a trip to New Mexico.
Robin blew his nose yet again as M'gann came into the room offering ye
Injured "I told you to be careful," Wally repeated as he gently pushed Dick down on the pillows of the bed, one hand in the center of his bare chest. Not only had Dick fallen into some poisonous bushes, but he also took a bullet to the chest, right below his left shoulder. Batman put Wally in charge to take care of him. "Come on, lay still. I have to change your bandages."Injured4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Dick crossed his arms over his chest, looking away with a look in his eyes the other had never seen before. "Hey, c'mon, whats wrong?"
"I can take care of myself," he choked under his breath, eyes forming in the corner of his eyes. "Im not useless."
Wally ran one of his hands down his stomach, letting it rest above his belly button, "I know you can," he whispered, his other hand going to brush the black locks of hair away from his blue eyes. "But what kind of boyfriend would I be if I let you fix yourself up?" He heard him sniffle. "Dont be like that, love. Let me change your b
Last Day, First KissRobin's prep school did not do school carnivals. It was something for lesser minds and the lower class as far as the school board was concerned.Last Day, First Kiss4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Thus, on the last day of class, Robin would be abducted to the carnival at Wally's school. Once there he would be subject to many stomach turning rides, rigged games, artery clogging food and bearing witness to Wally compete in whatever food eating contest they had that year.
Due to the speedster's high metabolism Wally won every year he competed, whether it is hot dogs, pie or tacos. No one thought this year would be any different until Robin saw what the food was.
"Don't do this."
"I can handle it, Dude."
"Wally; ice cream plus speed equals bad. And who's going to have to deal with you whining afterward? Me."
"I don't whine."
"You so do whine."
"I'll show you; I'll win and then I'll do a victory dance, no problem."
The red head stormed away and onto the stage as the brunette squeezed the bridge of his nose over sunglasses.
"That's not the pa
I love you.Wally and Dick were on the sofa together; Dick was laying down, his head resting in Wally’s lap as they watched an old episode of Friends. Wally loved Wayne manor, it was always so calm, and their fridge was always stocked with the best food, and of course, best by far: Dick was there. Wally brushed some loose hair out of the younger boys face, he glanced up at Wally as he did so and smiled.I love you.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Bruce walked in and turned off the TV, he had that horribly stern look on his face: he had something important to say, and was not going to be ignored.
Dick rolled his eyes and pulled himself into a sitting position. He didn’t want to relinquish all physical contact though, so he pulled Wally’s arm round him and slouched against the taller boy slightly.
“Wally, Dick.” Bruce growled, Wally felt tension rise in his stomach, he hated when Bruce used his serious voice. He tried to think of Batman and Bruce Wayne as different people, so it creeped him out to hear Bruce
ClothesDick Grayson laid in his bed sleeping peacefully, dreaming of the previous night's wonderful events. he dreamt of his date with Wally (though he'd never call it that in front of Bruce), how thet had gone to see the most action-packed movie availabe, lightly touching and nuzzling each other during the slow, romantic parts. He dreamt of their dinner at the local burger joint, stealing each other''s salty fries and cracking jokes between enourmous bites of food. And he dreamed of their walk by the lake which had ended with Dick falling into the ice-cold water beside them. He dreamed of how Wallt gad invited him back to his place to dry off since wallking into Wayne Manor dripping wet wouldn't have brought forth the best results. They had entered the house quietly, tiptoed up to Wally's room, sat down on his bed, and-Clothes4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
That's where it began to all blur together. Smooth rubs on arms and shoulders. Small pecks on cheeks, foreheads, and noses. A pair of lips covering his own, pullin