Tales of a Drunken 'Crow-CatsThere were rules for dealing with Jonathan Crane, most of them relating to how not to end up fear gassed into oblivion. But everyone also had their own unique guidelines, and Selina was no different. Now, most of the unwritten rules were regarding the fact that she and Jonathan officially hated each other. But one was different. It stated that, should Jonathan go out drinking alone and get completely shitfaced, and it wasn't near his birthday, he would, without a doubt, end up at her penthouse apartment. And it was her job to take care of him. Fun.Tales of a Drunken 'Crow-Cats3 years ago in Humor More Like This
It started when Selina was awoken by the sound of someone breaking into her apartment. And breaking was right. Whoever her intruder was, they had entered the building with all the subtlety of a train crashing through a major city. She heard a lamp get knocked down and someone trip over it and fall with a not-so-heavy *thwap*. Well that answered that question. There was only one person she knew who could bot
Brothers Ch 1Brothers Ch 1Brothers Ch 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Bruce I can't believe you are making me do this." I complain.
I stand with my back against the wall of Bruce's study. My blue eyes glare at my mentor as he's packing up a suitcase.
"It's only for a few days Dick." He tells me as he places his Batman suit in a secret compartment of his case. "And besides, I can't risk you coming along in your current health."
I wince as my hand subconsciously touches my chest. I'm still recovering from that burn I got a while back on a mission, Long story short, had to run inside a burning building, piece of burning wood fell on my chest, and I couldn't get it off right away. Thank god Bruce was able to find me before too long. I had fainted from the pain, but Bruce was able to get me out of there quick. And I swear I can head back into action, But Bruce is hesitant. He doesn't want me getting hurt worse than before.
"But do I seriously have to?" I whine yet again. "Anything but this."
Get MeI'm lying down in a bed that's not mine and the person next to me is not Wally.Get Me4 years ago in Humor More Like This
I'm on this stupid mathelete trip for a tournament and because of a room mix up, there aren't enough beds for everyone to have their own. So I'm sharing. And I'm not getting a wink of sleep. I don't even know who this guy is. Sure, we're on the same team but we don't talk. At all.
This warmth next to me isn't Wally's. It's not familiar, or comforting, or safe. This breathing isn't his. It's erratic and noisy and just plain annoying. And when he brushes against me because he's a wild sleeper, it's just not the same. Heavy and rough, not smooth and gentle. Instead of soft wisps of breath, my ears are greeted with thundering snores that tear at my eardrums.
I hate it.
I'm cold, too. The dude beside me is so huge and greedy that he's taken all of the covers for himself. With me in nothing but a thin T-shirt and shorts, it's freezing in here. At least when Wally does that he ends up turning around and hugging me
FirstAdorable.First4 years ago in Romance More Like This
That's the only way I can describe my boyfriend Dick Grayson as he sits beside me on the couch in Wayne Manor telling me about his latest trip out of town. Wait, country. He'd been gone for the past week (unbearable) for this fundraiser in some country in Africa. I swear this is one of the funniest things I've ever seen. He's telling me about the happy children, the elephants and tigers and a bunch of other animals with names I don't remember, and the dude that slipped into a pile of you-know-what. But ya know what?
I'm barely even listening.
I'm paying more attention to him instead of what he's actually saying. Sounds horrible and incredibly thoughtless, right? But he's speaking and moving with such enthusiasm that I can't take my eyes off him for even a moment. His electric blue eyes are bright with laughter, tiny lips stretched into a brilliant smile, and arms flying through the air with such animation and vigor that it makes me smile back at him before my br
Joker's Journal - 2Attempt 4Joker's Journal - 22 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Today I'm too busy to write.
Same as yesterday. I'm too busy to write.
Ya see, Harley's trying to get me in the habit of writing everyday.
I'm humoring her. For now. A sentence a day isn't so bad. Whoops, this one's four sentences.
AHAHAHA I SEE WHAT SHE'S DOING! Little snitch! Look at that! Every entry is a tiny bit longer than the last!!! Look at it! How'd she make me do that!?
I know how. She possessed me.
She's possessing me again:
Oh hi, I'm Harley, I love The Joker, I love love love love love love him! It's all I ever talk about! How much I love love love love him! I never think about anything else, I'm a hoar, I love him so damn much and I especially love making him write in these GODDAMN JOURNALS!!!
She's not giving up. No matter what I do. I tried to destroy the notebook. I tried to hide all the writing utensils in the building. I tried to cheat out of writing in any way that I could. It's not work
Feel ItWally's POVFeel It4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Can you feel the love tonight?
The peace the evening brings
The world, for once, in perfect harmony
With all its living things
I'm spread out on one of Wayne Manor's many many couches, watching the movie Dick popped in right before heading off towards the kitchen. I think it's either The Lion King or Fast and the Furious. Not sure. Wasn't really paying attention to the title as much as something elseand I think you can guess what it was.
Dick walks around the side of the couch and flops down beside me, two bowls of chocolate-chip cookies in his tiny arms. He hands one over to me and laughs at the hungry and excited expression I know I must have on my face. Seriously, I can feel myself drooling. I immediately start scarfing down the delicious treats, splitting my attention between them, the movie, and Dick.
So many things to tell her
But how to make her see
The truth about my past? Impossible!
She'd turn away from me
He's holding back, he's hid
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."
BJ - Indirect KissR.J. sat there on his bed, reading his Batman comic that he had just bought. He was enjoying the peace and quiet as he read, but it was interrupted by someone shouting.BJ - Indirect Kiss3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"R.J.! Where are you?!" and that someone was Wesley.
"I'm in my room!" he shouted toward his slightly opened bedroom door, and quickly put his comic away before the usual happened. '3....2...1...' and right on time a blur jumped on top of him.
Wesley's bright red hair was blown back, his pale green eyes showed nothing but excitement and his lips form a big smile, both boy's noses were inches away from each other's. And R.J. was glad that his boyfriend wasn't heavy, or his stomach might've been squished by the tackle.
"Hi! Eat this!" Wesley held out an apple up to R.J.'s lips.
"Just take a bite!"
"Fine." R.J. slowly took a bite of the fruit, and noticed that Wesley's smile grew even wider 'I didn't even knew that that was possible.'
"So?" Wesley's smile grew a bit more -if possible-
Rogue 22 Be Mine...Logan steeled himself to do as he needed to help Rogue gain control again. "Well I'm not a nice man Rogue." His inner animal instincts had already had his eyes as black as night for quite sometime. Now his inner animal wanted nothing more than to claim Rogue as his but it also felt she was dangerous.Rogue 22 Be Mine...4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Rogues eyes changed from fire red to hungry black as her lips spread into a smile. That hungry smile. "Oh Logan...Ah'm still cold...will you warm me up?" her voice was teasing smoke in the air around him. "Will you hold me?" she stepped forward and saw him tense up more. "You won't hurt me will you, Sugah?" Rogue looked up at him then cocked her head looking all coy and challenging at the same time.
Logan felt a great pain at her words. "No Darlin. I would never hurt you..." his deep growling voice was ragged and husky now as he stepped forward. "Rogue you gotta get a hold o yer self. look at what you almost did to Pyro." Logan was gonna try and talk her down.
Rogue gave him another sultry
RescueTitle: RescueRescue3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey, Gordon. Heard you and Grayson hooked up. Looks like you're going for the cash, huh?"
Barbara suppressed a groan as she slammed her locker shut. Although she was tempted to give them a comment that would send them home crying, she used the infamous Batclan Calming Methods to face her tormentors. She turned around and awaited their insults for the day.
The three were the typical high school girl posse. The Queen Bee (Jane Lee), the Wannabe (Lindsay Shaw), and the Tag-along (Gina Lumiere).
These girls had been bothering her since she started going to the Gotham prep schools. And she had been since the second grade. Being a scholarship kid was like signing a death warrant for your social life at these schools no matter how old you were.
"Come on, Lindsay. Who can blame her? I mean, her dad has to live off a Police salary," Jane sneered, flipping her long black hair.
Babs rolled her eyes. "Shove off, Lee."
The girls giggled sickeningly.
"Really, though," Gina
Of Kisses and Crowbars: part 1 The music was blasting to the point where people were screaming to hear the sound of their own voices. Many of the Gotham Academy students formed a mob around each of the blaring speakers, moving their bodies and pounding their fists to the beat. Other students shouted at each other by the walls of the super-sized gym, flirting and laughing and stuffing themselves with the free pizza.Of Kisses and Crowbars: part 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
One particular dark-haired boy leaned against the wall farthest from the crowd, cleaning a pair of dark sunglasses with his school tie that was thrown loosely around his neck
"Hey, Dick!" another boy called to him. This other boy was using two of his buddies for support to stand, and it was clear from their faces that they'd been drinking more than just the punch. "Come join the dancing'. There's still some hot babes left!"
"Whatever Mark," Dick laughed, shak
Love is Love: part 1 "Hey, Richard! Wait up!"Love is Love: part 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
I turn and flash my billionaire smile at the brunette girl running across the field towards me.
"What's up, Brit?" I ask when she reaches me, panting slightly. I loosen my Gotham Academy tie and sling my navy blue jacket over my shoulder. It's a beautiful day so I'm spending my lunch break out doors.
"Just wanted to say congrats for winning that basketball game in P.E."
"By 'winning' you really mean 'whooping your team's butt', right?"
She elbows me in the arm. "Shut up. Still, maybe you ought to think about joining the schools team. Lord knows they need all the help they can get, and I'd say you've got the makings of a fair captain. Got some natural leader skills."
I just grin up at the sky. You've got no idea
Blindness is a Strength~Dick + Babs~Blindness is a Strength4 years ago in Romance More Like This
In my dreams, I fly again.
I close my eyes and, once more, I've got that line tight in my grip. My fingers are gloved, my face is masked. I can breathe again. I can breathe the air of the night, can breathe in every sound and every sight as the city does its dance of darkness. I can feel the sirens blaring in the distance, their pulsating lights creating a vibration against my skin.
I'm free again.
I can race forward, running on my own two feet, my legs long and lean, my heart pounding against my chest, shooting me with adrenaline like a drug. Fresh, alive, healthy. Not a single thought of doubt crosses my mind as I take that leap, as I dive headlong off another rooftop. I cast my line and it reels me back in and I fly like a spider, like a bird through the open air. I laugh. I cry. I feel something and that's what matters.
And then I'm falling, tumbling, and I remember reality.
My eyes flash open as I wake with a start. I stare ahead of me for a moment, recovering
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
Batman/Superman: Gods of Business Part 1: NumbersGotham International Airport. A flight from Metropolis is exiting into the terminal and among them is Clark Kent and Lois Lane.Batman/Superman: Gods of Business Part 1: Numbers2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lois: Come on, Smallville, move it.
Clark: Look, Lois, I'm glad that you got me and Cat our jobs back at the Planet....
Lois: You have NO idea how hard I had to fight Edge on that....
Clark: But I don't know why you asked me to come along with you to this business meeting.
Lois: Look, Smallville,I don't want to be here either. Bruce Wayne, who owns a minority share in GBS, has suspiscions about the books. Instead of going himself, Edge has decided to be rude and send me, the news producer, instead. Besides, it's Gotham; while I'm going over figures with Wayne and his pitbulls, you can find a news story.
Clark: What about that city doesn't end up on the news?
Lois: Exactly, Clark; so keep an eye out.
They grab their luggage from baggage claim and head out. Outside waiting for them is a limo. Standing with the chauffer, a middle aged man with silver hair and a s
First MeetingThe first time that Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent cross paths is at their children's daycare.First Meeting4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Clark is the perfect picture of doting fatherhood. He gathers his son Conner up in a tight hug and presses a series of smacking kisses to the top of the giggling boy's head. The bespectacled man doesn't even bat an eye as his rambunctious two-year-old curls his chubby fingers into a tiny fist and beats them against his father's cheek with a cry of "wan' cupcake" ringing in the air.
In contrast, Bruce, while no less of a loving father, is more restrained with his young son. He crouches down so that Tim can wind his arms around his neck and then stands with one hand pressed to his son's back to keep him from falling. "You look tired, Tim," he murmurs as he catches his son sticking his thumb into his mouth as he cuddles close to his father and rests his head on his shoulder.
Tim nods his little head and then yawns widely as he rubs at his face with one hand. "Sleepy," he murmurs in drowsy agreement
Dressed to UndressWe were sitting on my bed our lips were locked and all I could think about was sex sex sex. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him down on top of me. He knew what I was getting at, he dislodged his lips from mine.Dressed to Undress3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Gee, Dick I don't know about this. I am not sure we should."
"It's just we are both still too young and "
I knew the same thing was on his mind too, we both wanted to do the same thing and I wasn't ready to wait any longer.
I placed my finger gently onto his lips
"I just don't know if I'm ready to do this," He murmured.
We both knew that was a lie
"Just, shut up and sleep with me." I said teasingly.
My lips pressed against his. There is a lot of fumbling around as we unbutton our school shirts and remove the belt from our trousers. We fling our clothes off the bed.
I placed my hands firmly on his back, as he placed one of his hands under my head and the other was slipped onto my hip. The tip of his nose softly rubbed against my cheek gently, I whispered
Young Justice: Happy Valentine's Day?"Now, now boys," Poison Ivy purred to Flash, and his sidekick Kid Flash, also known as Barry Allen and Wally West. "There's enough of me to go around."Young Justice: Happy Valentine's Day?2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kid Flash let out a loud sigh of aggravation. "Can we just skip the talking and cut to the chase? Literally?"
"Kid-" His uncle interrupted, an alarmed expression on his face, but the speedster had already darted forward in a reckless charge.
The green woman easily side-stepped the young man, and lifted her hand. Gnarled roots burst from under the cement, and wrapped themselves around KF.
"Dear, that was too easy." Poison Ivy sighed. "I need more of a challenge than that."
Wally scowled. "That's not my only trick, you know!" He called out before vibrating as fast as he could.
The plants didn't make a sound, but Poison Ivy let out an anguished cry as the burning the plant would have felt was transmitted to her.
Flash took this as his cue and raced forward himself, dodging the writhing plants and grabbed the woman's wrist.
"Let go!" She sc
Just a feverAt first it was small and quiet. No one noticed it. Then as the night progressed that's when it got louder and worse.Just a fever3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Tonight was supposed to be covert mission overseeing information smuggling by an unknown terrorist group. They were sitting and waiting for the assailant to arrive to the government building they were hiding in. And as always nothing goes covert for the Young Justice team.
Robin wouldn't stop coughing, no matter how hard the young boy tried to hide or stifle it. Kid Flash looked over to find Robin's face in his hand, coughing almost violently.
"Are you okay?" Kid Flash asked, quietly. He moved over to Robin's location and knelt beside him.
"I-*cough*-I'm fine" Robin replied, taking a cough lozenge from one of his many pockets on his utility belt. Kid watched Robin slipped it into his mouth with a quick flick of his tongue.
"Er, you sure? You've been coughing all night" Kid Flash said, turning his eyes away from Robin's face with a blush. "Not to ruin your mood, but it k
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
It's You First, the Memories Second"Abort the mission, I repeat, ABORT THE MISSION!"It's You First, the Memories Second2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Artemis flinched at she heard Kaldur's voice through the mental connection. She loaded another arrow as she backed herself against a wall. "How long do you think we can keep them off?" she shouted across the room, letting the arrow fly.
"About another ten minutes I would guess," she heard Tula respond as a wave of water slammed against The Light soldiers surrounding her. She notched a web arrow and sent it flying across the room. She saw Tula dart to the side as the arrow exploded, wrapping the remaining soldiers in the room in a sticky trap. Artemis ran to Tula's side and the two went against each other's backs.
"Seen the nearest entrance?" Tula asked, her magic swirling around her hands.
"Only place soldiers aren't flooding in is the door to the roof," Artemis answered, bow drawn. No soldiers were marching through the other entrances yet, but that didn't mean more wouldn't burst through at any moment.
"Tula, Artemis, abort the mission
Rogue ch1The sound of the early morning rain hitting the window was soothing as Rogue sat in the kitchen eating cereal and reading her text book for the exam tomorrow. She looked down and smiled seeing her gloveless hand. It still made her smile that she was cured. That she could touch. For three months she had been able to touch without endangering anyone. Even the voices in her head had dissipated. She loved how quiet her mind was without those voices whispering or even screaming in her head. Now it was so much easier to study.Rogue ch14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She was smiling as she saw a groggy Jubilee walk into the kitchen and run a hand through her long brunette hair. Jubilee was wearing a pair of pale yellow pajamas. It was her favorite color. Like her personality, bright loud and happy. Rogue had started hanging out with Jubilee when Bobby left her to be with Kitty.
With that thought Rogue looked down at her cereal and tried not to think about the day Bobby had told her that he didn't want to be with her anymore. She di
HuggableI'm stunned. I really didn't think anything could be this Frickin' adorable.Huggable4 years ago in Romance More Like This
I've just walked into my bedroom, exhausted as hell from school and everything, and I'm rooted to the spot by what I see. Dick's laying on top of my bed, curled up against the pillows, eyes closed in deep sleep. He looks so peaceful like that that it alone is enough to send my heart racing. But what really gets me is that he's hugging a stuffed animal (mine), a small, brown teddy bear, close against his tiny chest. One of his pale cheeks is nuzzling up against it, the breath escaping his rose-red lips rustling its soft-looking fur, knees tucked tightly against its body.
I swear to God it's taking all the self control in my body not to pounce on him.
My backpack slides smoothly down my arm onto the floor with a quiet thud and I make my way over to the bed behind him. I place one knee on the edge and push myself up, the bed creaking slightly as it takes on my weight. Carefully I crawl over and lower my fa