Sealed With a Kiss [Birdflash]Summary: Dick is standing at the top of Wayne Tower, ready to jump, ready to fall. Ready to end his life Wally is running faster than he's ever been, grabbing, catching. Can he make Dick see the sense in life again? High T rating. Slash: Kid Flash/Robin Wally/Dick.
Rating: High T
Warning: Suicide attempt, slight language, angst, and slash.
Author's Note: In this story, Dick is fifteen and Wally is seventeen. Thirteen is just a little too young in my opinion.
December 16, 09:52 p.m. EDT}
Robin was cold. It was December, and a typical Gotham Friday night: dark and grimy, with the promise of rain. He let out a deep sigh, his warm breath clouding the frosty air momentarily. He clutched at the metal railing before him, the only thing separating him from the empty darkness t
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 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
No Words NeededIt was Friday afternoon and the cave was eerily quiet.No Words Needed2 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
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: Tickles3 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
ChocolateMount Justice wasn't well known, but to those that it was, its serious moments were held in high regard due to how united all residents became at the bitter silence and the grim glances easily painted atop the shaky frowns and anger riddled features. These moments robbed even the strongest-willed of them of their optimistic smiles, their broken hearts nestled peacefully in their chests with the broken breaths and flustered blushes. The shadows regularly disguised by the simple shine of the sun's rays as they snuck through the glass of the windows quickly became apparent to the blindest of eyes until it seemed to drown all occupants, the last thread of happiness twitching its last few breaths away.Chocolate3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Today wasn't one of those serious moments.
The sun washed every corner free of the deadly shadows, smiles in abundance lining every ounce of the air and drowning everyone into their own form of happiness. The breaths were laughter of the purest kind, the sparkle in their eyes of excitement an
You Mean More To Me Than She Does "You could've died, Dick!" Wally's angered shout echoes around the hall, and even he is surprised by how loud it is.You Mean More To Me Than She Does2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"It shouldn't have happened!" Wally's on a rage, his anger is bubbling off him and he doesn't know how much he'll be able to pour out in this moment. "The mountain blew up-"
Dick turns away from him, back to the table, a blanket falling off his shoulders. "I'm sorry your souvenirs got destroyed." He takes a sip of steaming coffee, completely oblivious to his best friends' torn expression.
As soon as the hurt his him, the anger is back and he grabs him, spins him around to face him, and traps him against the table. "Don't you understand anything?" His face is right next to his, breath blowing across the ebony man's cheek. "I don't care about the stupid souvenirs," his voice is no longer loud, angry. It's quiet, stern. "I care about you, Idiot."
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
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"Hmmm?" the older boy hummed, lazily running his fingers through the shaggy black hair fanned out on his chest.
"Do you love me?" Wally snapped his head up, staring down into the innocent blue eyes of his boyfriend.
"'Course I do, Dick. You know that." Dick smiled softly and snuggled further into Wally's chest, apparently ending the conversation there. Wally wasn't having it. "What's wrong babe?"
"Nuthin's wrong," Dick murmured. Wally brushed aside a strand of Dick's hair and tilted his face up to look in his eyes.
"I thought we didn't lie to each other." Dick cast his eyes aside and a faint blush spread across his cheeks.
"I won't laugh, scout's honor." Wally held up three fingers in the scout salute, and Dick couldn't help but smile through his embarrassment. He sighed and laid his head back on Wally's chest.
"Well, I just sometimes feel like maybe...maybe we shouldn't hide anymore. You love me, and I love you,
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
Kiss meBatman was, as usual, loitering in the shadows. Why? Because he was the goddamn Batman, that's why. And, what's more, he didn't trust that upstart speedster, Kid Flash, to not corrupt his little Robin. It was bad enough that he had been manipulated by his ward into letting him stay at his friend's house, but he was not going to let them go unsupervised.Kiss me3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And if the next sentence the Dark Knight heard was any indication, he had every right to be worried.
"Come on, Rob, give me a kiss."
The Dark Knight stiffened at the young speedster's comment, but his infamous temper was assuaged by his young ward's stern reply.
"No Wally, go away."
"Aww, come on Dick." Damn Richard for telling that pathetic sidekick his secret identity!
"No, piss off KF." Snarled Robin, obviously attempting to intimidate the taller boy. As much as Batman agreed with his ward's sentiment, he would have to have a word with him about his language.
"Fine Dick." sighed the red head "I don't want to do this, but you give me
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Wally woke up the next morning, groaning as he did. He was exhausted. What time was it? He turned his head to realize he was facing a couch cushion.
Oh right...he thought. I'm at Dick's place.
Not moving from the couch, Wally looked for a clock. Luckily there was one. It was 9:00 am. Damn, no wonder he was so exhausted, Wally usually slept in late.
Wally rolled off of the couch, lying on the floor for a minute before getting up. He walked straight to the kitchen and opened the fridge, figuring Dick wouldn't give a damn. He grabbed a sandwich that was already made, and took a bite out of it. While he was eating he noticed something on the counter.
It wasn't really Wally's business to snoop around in Dick's business, but he was too curious. The paper was by itself, making it even more suspicious. He walked over, and to his surprise, there was a note.
He completely ignored the idea that it was possibly important. He took another bite into the sandwich and picked it up, reading it.
SlenderWally snorted in frustration as the rest of the team had a barrier around the small ebony's room at the Cave, his arms firmly crossing over his chest as his eyes darted between each of them in search of a way to get through. They were tightly packed though, not even the slightest of a chance that he would be able to slip his muscled frame through the cracks without crushing himself to death. That didn't stop him from pushing through them, parting the women rather than where Conner stood with the thought if he had that he would've been crushed for sure.Slender2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Would it kill you guys to give him some space?" he griped, glaring accusingly at them before setting his ear to the wood of the door and knocking sharp and quick. "Rob, it's just me. Can I come in?"
There was a quiet little whimper, but he got no more of a response than that. It didn't seem to bother him though, instead being all he needed to hear to work his way through the heavy lock on the door, pushing the others back.
PerfectDick's POVPerfect4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Aaaaah...Baths are the best.
As I lower myself into the hot, bubbly water of the bathrub my muscles start to relax immediately, the wamrth a very welcome comfort. I do wince when it comes into contatc with my lastest gift from the Joker, though; a new cut on my left arm from his crazy knife. But it'll heal soon and the pain's not that bad so I deal with it. I sit there for a while, playing with the pink (yes,pink), foamy bubbles and let the warm water do its job. After a while I decide I should actually wash. When I do, I notice all of the tiny peach scars dotting my palte skin through the soap and my heart falls. They're a constant remind of the real danger I face very night, of the life I've chosen to live, and the mistakes I've made along the way.
Great, isn't it?
I take the soapy washcloth and try to reach behind me to get at my back. I can't. My latest scar still pulses with pain every time I reach too high.
Just then the door cracks open and I think it
Worth ItAlfred's POVWorth It4 years ago in Romance More Like This
It's started again.
It has been a week since Young Master Wallace left on his camping trip with his uncle, Master Barry and of course Young Master Richard isn't sleeping regularly again. He does get an occaisional nap but nothing near what his young body requires. It would not be so hard if he could call his missed boyfriend but apparently his uncle has taken his technology and has forbid him from leaving early this time. The poor boys. There must be a way to avoid all of this.
The phone rings and walk to the nearest one to answer it.
"Hello, this is Alfred Pennyworth of Wayne Manor. How may I help you today?"
"Young Master Wallace, I thought that you were banned from technology."
"I was-I mean I am. But we stopped at this town and they had a pay phone so I called. Uncle Barry's bartering with the cashier over some walnuts."
Why am I not surprised in the least?
"I just had to call, Alfie. How's Dick?" There is deep concern in his voice and I
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
Little DevilDick Grayson was probably going to get killed for this later but at that moment he didn't really care. Bruce had given him and his boyfriend Wally some more freedom but that probably didn't include sleeping in the same bed, him with only a too-big shirt and his partner wearing only pants. The Boy Wonder had been allowed to have a sleepover at Wally's place with Barry supervising and being the boys they were, a food fight broke out a mere two hours after he'd gotten there. This wouldn't have been a problem if Dick's spare clothes hadn't been caught in the crossfire. They were currently in the washer and Barry had been the one to suggest borrowing some of Wally's clothes. When it was time for bed (translation: Wally got sleepy), Dick had merely slipped off the too-big shorts and settled for the giant black T-shirt that read "Little Devil" in bright yellow letters as his nightwear. He'd hesitated about climbing into bed with the ginger but being the encouraging person he was, Uncle BarryLittle Devil4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sandwich"So how was the BS mission Rob? Eh? Rob!---"Sandwich3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The boy wonder was sitting in the couch, his head slowly nodding, his mind elsewhere. He didn't even hear the speedster, who was practically shouting into his ears.
"You can't hide that kid."
Once a Flying Grayson, always a Flying Grayson. That is, untill you fall.
Gasps, a few flashes of cameras, but he had heard nor seen any of that. Only the dull, but prominent crack, and the thud.
"Huh, oh, sorry KF. Didn't realize you were there," he let out a half-hearted laugh.
"Dude, is that sweat dripping off your face? Come on, you barely break a sweat "
"KF I do sweat "
"Naw, you have an endurance almost as good as mine. Almost, cause I'm perfect."
Wally spun in a little circle and grinned his freckled face down at the bird boy. After about 2 minutes (Or years in speedster time) Wally's hand was a blur, and in less than a second he had Robin's mask in his hand, and was inches from Rob's face. Normally, the boy wonder wo
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
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
Fever "You're sick," the ebony haired teen commented, tilting his head to the side as he looked at his best friend curled up in a ball on the couch, his nose red and skin heated.Fever3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Nu-" he sneezed, "-uh." He coughed, his shoulders shaking as his body racked with violent coughing.
"Yu-huh," Robin replied, lifting his hand up to his forehead, frowning at how hot his skin was. "You have a fever. Why aren't you at home resting?"
The ginger coughed again, wiping his nose with the back of his hand, "Because I didn't feel this bad this morning."
"You can go back home. We shouldn't have any missions tonight, anyway."
"My energy is too drained," he replied, curling in on himself as he sneezed. He groaned, pulling his knees close to his chest and rested his chin on them, "Why is it so cold in here?"
"It's seventy-five degrees," Robin told him,
Perfect SleeperI never thought that Dick and I would ever share the same bed together.Perfect Sleeper4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sure, I've thought about it because deep down inside I love him and wouldn't rather do anything besides that, but I never thought it would actually happen. It's only happening now because Alfred said he'd forgotten to prepare a room for me for our sleepover. I still find that weird. I mean, Alfred not being prepared? That makes no sense. But like everything else I'll just push it aside until tomorrow.
Something warm brushes against my bare side and I stiffen. I turn my head on my pillow (which is amazingly soft and fluff)in the direction it came from and am greeted with Dick's peacefully sleeping face-eyes closed, red lips parted, expression relaxed-resting just a few inches away from my own.
I cut my eyes downward to look at my side and find his tiny, pale fingers grazing the skin softly. The warmth from his light touch is amazing and it makes me yearn for more contact between us. I a
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 Flash4 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
MeltingWhen one stops to ponder the concept nothing, one might tilt their head and think hard on how impossible that single word is. To be nothing is to lack anything, but you can't simply lack anything because there never is a space where there isn't anything. Even space isn't nothingness because of the planets and stars it holds, as well as the temperatures, satellites, the atoms in the gas around some of the planets and the darkness. Nothing is easily the most used oxymoron without even being realized for it.Melting2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Today though, as Wally clutched at his trembling arms with his shivering best friend trudging along beside him with his tiny white teeth chattering loud enough that it gave the ginger a headache, he realized he had found nothing in itself. It was all of these 'snow dunes' as he called them, the ones that had him to his knees and poor Dick to his hips as they waddled on through the snow storm, lost beyond belief. All they could see in every direction was white, nothing else, besides th