what did wally do this time

Being the youngest girl in Young Justice team would include:

- getting picked up Aqualad in his motorcycle after school so you can get to the cave.

- the kids in your school always wondering who that mysterious guy is. 

- “It can’t be her brother, cos she’s the only child !!”

- always hanging out with Robin because he’s the only guy near your age

- developing a habit of asking Robin to help you with homework, cos he’s just so smart

- Robin practicing the pick-up lines he learnt from Wally on you so he can judge their effectiveness from your expression when you hear them.

- “Hey y/n?” 

“Yes, Robin?” 

“Are you a camera? Cos every time I look at you, I smile.” 

“ROBIN, THAT IS SO CHEESY.”

- Wally trying the same ones on you, because he has no idea Robin already did.

- “Hey y/n! Sometimes I wonder if you’re a camera…” 

“Wally, you don’t exactly smile every time you see me, in fact, you frown when I steal your chips.”

- Wally gaping at your response, seriously wondering if you do have psychic powers.

- You and M’gann constantly having sleepovers in each others’ rooms.

- Whenever you have friendship problems, you always go to M’gann cause she always know what to say and what to do.

- M’gann asking if she could hang out with you to watch animated films because she feels awkward to ask Artemis.

- Artemis being the coolest big sister ever, playing chaperone whenever you throw a party. She even helps to prepare food, making sure Wally doesn’t steal any.

- Artemis insisting on always being your sparring partner, because the last time Superboy sparred with you… let’s just say you couldn’t go to school for a week because you had a limp.

- Superboy being very sorry because he underestimated his strength.

- Also, who knew Conner was great at playing the stalking overprotective big brother when you go out with a date?

- Secretly shipping all the possible couples in the team. Because the moment Zatanna arrived, you knew you had another ship to start sailing

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- Basically, being spoiled and loved by all members of the team.

(including Batman and Superman worrying over you whenever you go out on any field missions with the others)

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Hopefully the anon who requested this is happy :)) - kiera

we’ll might be doing these kind of shit where we both answer to a request if we want to :-D - roxanna

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Reckless - YJ Jason Todd x Reader

Prompt: Can you do a fic where Jason is dating a member of YJ and they go on a super dangerous mission and almost get hurt but like he shows up and saves them or he shows up after they get back and just sort of storms over and like kisses the hell out them before saying something like “don’t you ever do anything that stupid again” Bonus points if the team didn’t know they were dating and that is how they find out (requested by anon)

“Watch it! That’s my arm not a bloody pin cushion!” You flinched as Dick started stitching up a wound that you had sustained in your latest mission with the team.

“Stop squirming if you don’t want to get stabbed!” Dick argued holding your arm still while he continued to stitch you up.

“You’ve got really shitty bedside manners, you know that right?” You complained hissing as the needle repeatedly entered your skin.

“Well you’re a really difficult patient so I guess we’re both going to be miserable.” Dick retorted as he continued his work. “There, all finished. Try not to open them back up alright? Go rest. That’s an order.” Dick commanded helping you hop down from the table you were sitting on.

“Yes sir.” You saluted before wincing in pain at the movement. Dick gave you a disapproving look before ushering you off into the common area of the mountain. You collapsed onto the couch with a sigh and grabbed the book you had abandoned on the table the night before and picked up where you left out. People filtered in and out of the room, not really paying you too much attention. You didn’t seem too hurt so no one felt the need to worry about you… except Jason.

He stormed into the lounge area looking panicked and disheveled.

“Where is she?” He asked out of breath as if he had ran here from Gotham to find you. For all you knew he probably did. You pushed yourself up off the couch to address him.  

“I’m right here, Jason. What’s the ma-” You started to ask before Jason strode over to you and crashed his lips into yours. He cradled each side of your face as his guided you into a desperate, hard,  passionate kiss. Your eyes widened in shock at the sudden display of affection. You and Jason had been casually seeing each other for a few months now. You had kissed before but never in front of the prying eyes of other people.

“Don’t you ever do anything that stupid ever again, [Y/N].” Jason growled in between kisses. Your audience stared in wide eyed shock at the display. They all stayed silent in their shock.

“Well it worked, didn’t it?” You responded when his needy lips gave you the chance.

“You could have been killed.” Jason pointed out. “I don’t know what I would do without you.” He pulled away and whispered passionately, resting his forehead against yours.

“You won’t have to.” You promised reaching up to kiss away the worried creases on his forehead.

“Did you know they were dating?” Garfield leaned over to whisper to Wally but loud enough for others to overhear. Various team members silently shook their head, still not able to find their words. All the times you and Jason disappeared together to go on “missions” now suddenly made sense to everyone.

My theory: Savitar is a warped version of Barry, either corrupted by a force greater than himself, or else from another earth/timeline in which he never had Joe & Iris or otherwise lost them. He wants to strip our Barry of everything he feels he “deserves” before killing him and taking his place. 

Alternately, he is a rando who strongly feels like Barry doesn’t deserve what he has and - again - wants to strip him of it and replace him.

Reasons why from 3.15:

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Time and POV in Stuck in the Middle With You 12x12...

“So… tell me a story…” says Mr. Ketch, sitting across from Mary, just after the burning MOL symbol of the season announces…

The narrative is thus framed as told in flashback by Mary to Mr. Ketch.

The first POV we get is therefore Mary’s…

Time card… accompanied by the ticking of a stop watch (which we hear at intervals throughout the episode).

Mary witnesses Dean performing “super-hetero Dean” for Wally, or attempting to, in a diner - doesn’t go so well, with the, “My shy but devastatingly handsome friend,” huh Dean? Although, of course we can all agree Cas IS devastatingly handsome…

Mary is not impressed… (not with her sons bickering either - oh Mary - you ain’t seen nothing yet…)

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Shows I watch and my opinions on ships:

( Shadowhunters, Arrow, The Flash, Girl Meets World (rip), Riverdale, and The Fosters )

Shadowhunters; SAPHAEL IS MY LIFE AND I LITERALLY MADE A TUMBLR DEDICATED TO IT. Honestly, I don’t see how you CAN’T SHIP THEM. BUT DOES ANYONE HAVE THE PROBLEM OF GOING BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN SAIA (simon and maia) AND SAPHAEL CAUSE I DO. But like have we even seen a bit of sizzy AT ALL?? LIKE MAYBE A COUPLE OF SECONDS OF IT. And yeah yeah, I know sizzy is gonna come at some point and start building up but let’s just all appreciate the time we have left. CAN I TALK ABOUT MY NOTP THOUGH? CLIMON. THE STUPIDEST SHIT I’VE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE. CLARY DOESN’T LIKE SIMON LIKE THAT AND I THINK EVERYONE KNOWS THAT, IT’S JUST SHE CAN’T HAVE JACE SO SHE’S LOOKING FOR AN EASY BOYFRIEND. LIKE SHE NEVER LIKED HIM LIKE THAT. AND ONCE SHE FIGURES OUT JACE ISN’T HER BROTHER BYE BYE SIMON. ONE OF THE MANY REASONS WHY I HATE HER.


Arrow; olicity is the cutest thing in the world and I totally ship them. But honestly for a long time I shipped Felicity and Ray. Like I love Ray and he’s such a sweetheart so I was like hey why not. They were pretty cute. Lyla and John are also really cute but for the longest time I hated Lyla because she was a bitch when she was working with Amanda Waller (rip), but now she’s okay. ROY AND THEA OTP OTP OTP OTP LIKE DON’T EVEN TRY ME. IM ONLY ON SEASON 4 SO DON’T SPOIL ANYTHING DJFDU

The Flash; WESTALLEN 200000% hottest ship out there. Such a power couple. BUT MY OTP IS CAITLIN AND JULIAN LIKE THEY NEED A FUCKING SHIP NAME. Also Wally and Jesse are the cutest ship of all time like goals goals goals.

Girl Meets World (rip); You see, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do this show, but lucaya will forever be one of my favorite ships of all time so I had to. Like does anyone even ship rucas?? THE ONLY REASON RILEY EVEN HAS LUCAS IS BECAUSE MAYA PUSHED HIM AWAY AFTER HE WAS GOING TO FUCKING CHOOSE HER. AND WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS JOSHAYA CRAP LIKE WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?1?1?1

Riverdale; VERONICA AND ARCHIE ARE THE HOTTEST PEOPLE ON THE PLANET SO IF YOU PUT THEM TOGETHER IT WOULD MAKE SUCH A FUCKING POWER COUPLE. Don’t kill me but I don’t really ship bughead.. I feel like it literally came out of no where. Like where is the build up?? The thing with riverdale is that they have like 0 build up to their relationships. Except for Valerie and Archie, they had a build up, but like yeah they hinted that Jughead liked Betty, BUT WHERE THE FUCK DID IT EVER HINT THAT BETTY MIGHT LIKE JUGHEAD? SHES TOO STUCK ON ARCHIE AND I BET 2 MILLION DOLLARS THAT SHE’S NOT OVER HIM AND IF HE ASKED HER OUT SHE WOULD SAY YES.

The Fosters; BRANDON AND CALLIE ALL THE FUCKING WAY. LIKE THAT IS SUCH A STRONG SHIP AND I DONT CARE IF THEY ARE BASICALLY SIBLINGS, NOT BY BLOOD THEY AREN’T. AND YES IT IS SORT OF WEIRD I GUESS BUT FUCK THE WRITERS FOR MAKING ME SHIP THEM BECAUSE MY OTP IS BASICALLY INCEST.


If you reached the end you are a champ because you just read a good page of me ranting :))

Queer Robins Club 
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In which the Robins aren’t so good at keeping their sexualities a secret, not that most of them would want to anyway.

Or

How each of the Robins accidentally came out and made a club to commiserate together

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The Robins had a lot in common at face value: they were all dark haired, they were all good looking, and they were all lost boys that Bruce picked up one way or another. When you dug deeper, you could see where they differed.

Dick was light and hopeful, even though his past had been dark. Jason was sharp and cutting, but he cared more than anyone would ever know. Tim wasn’t just smart, he was cunning and he’d do what he had to to make sure things went right. Damian put on a good front, but sometimes he was just a scared kid who wanted to do his best.

They were all incredibly different, but there was one thing that all of the Robins had in common on the inside; they just hadn’t admitted it yet.

Dick

Dick wasn’t sure how it had happened; he really wasn’t. All he knew was that one minute, he and Wally had been watching a movie in Titan Tower, and the next they were making out. It had happened so fast he wasn’t sure who had moved first, probably him, but Wally had gotten with the picture pretty quickly.

It hadn’t taken long for Dick to lose his shirt and Wally to straddle him, the movie forgotten in the background. Dick wasn’t sure how long they kissed for, only of the feel of Wally’s hands in his hair and his tongue in Wally’s mouth.

He was pulled out of the moment by the sound of someone loudly clearing their throat. Wally pulled back, his hair messier than usual and his lips wet and puffy. Dick felt a swell of pride in his chest because he did that to him, but then he looked away from Wally to where the noise had come from.

Roy Harper stood in the doorway with a smile plastered on his face as he watched. “Well, don’t stop on my account.”

“It’s not what it looks like?” Wally said quickly, moving so that he wasn’t straddling Dick anymore. He was blushing, his cheeks almost the same color as his hair.

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Daily Lessons

AN: Last week, I had people send me a title and I told them what I would write. I ended up writing little drabbles for all that were sent in. I’ll be posting them throughout the weekend.

For this one I changed it to Wally for some reason, I don’t know why?

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    You wipe the soot from your face, as Wally sprays the fire extinguisher a few more times. You stare at the soot stained cabinets, the scorch marks on the wall, and what used to be a roast and cooking sheet.

    “I was trying to do something nice.”

    Wally grins at you, “I know babe.”

    “I followed the recipe exactly.”

    “Not a doubt in my mind sweetheart.”

    “Then why did it catch on fire?”

    Wally’s arm wraps around you, “Sweetheart, I love you but you can’t cook. Even when you don’t burn down the kitchen.”

    You stare at your boyfriend, “I’m in love with a speedster and I can’t cook.”

    Wally just kisses your cheek, “Just accept today’s lesson, and keep one thing in mind.”

    “And that is?”

    “Even if you can’t cook, I can.”

    You just groan as he pulls you in for a hug.

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INTERVIEW: The Flash's Candice Patton Talks Death, Love & Savitar's True Identity
Candice Patton opens up about what the future holds for Iris and Barry, and the face behind Savitar's pointy, metallic mask.

Your reaction to the bombshell of Iris’ impending doom at the hands of Savitar and how it would impact her trajectory this season?

Candice Patton: I knew it would be a great storyline for Iris. It would give her a reason to be a part of the narrative in a big way, and give her a lot of opportunity for growth throughout the season. That’s something I’ve been waiting for for a while, so it’s nice to give her some depth.

What was it like filming Iris’ death opposite a CGI Savitar?

Strange. I had no idea at first how they were going to handle the character of Savitar. Then, realizing he was going to be fully CGI, I was a bit worried on how to work the scene. The questions that followed while shooting were, how tall is he? Where does he have a hold on me? What do his arms look like? Where does he stab me? You have only so much information, and you have no idea what it’s going to look like in post.

Naturally you worry if it’s going to come together and look right — but it did. I was happy with how that scene turned out. I love our show when the VFX and emotion come together in perfect harmony to create an amazingly impactful moment. I was also worried I’d be shooting different versions of the scene every other episode until the finale. Thankfully, I think I’ve only had to do it two times, and one other small shot when Wally sees her bare finger.

Iris has had a lot to process this season. How has she been dealing with everything thrown at her lately?

She’s gone through a range of emotions. She’s been vulnerable. We saw her scared about her future death. We’ve seen her emboldened, acting out recklessly, knowing that if she isn’t going to die until a certain date in the future, that she couldn’t die in the present. And we’ve seen her strong and stoic – showing up to S.T.A.R. Labs to help save Central City against other meta humans, and she’s even been a calming force for Barry while he struggles with her possible death.

Iris teamed-up with Wally for their own little adventure. What have you enjoyed about that sibling dynamic?

Listen, I’ve loved that dynamic since we introduced it in Flashpoint and was hoping we’d get to see it again. I sincerely love working with Keiynan [Lonsdale]. I also love the brother/sister crimefighting duo. It gave both characters urgency and the opportunity to be heroes in their own right.

Barry finally popped the big question. What was your sense of how badly viewers wanted to see that happen?

West/Allen fans have been loud and proud since day one. We’ve been slow-burning their relationship for a while now, and I think fans who’ve been watching them grow together in the last few seasons, while not expecting it to happen so soon, were overjoyed to see them finally get engaged. For long-time comic fans of “The Flash” as well, it’s a beautifully endearing moment.

As it turns out, the main reason Barry proposed was as an attempt to alter the future. How does that revelation sit with Iris?

It hurts her deeply. Iris is fully head-over-heels in love with Barry. She wants to be his wife more than anything, but like anyone, she doesn’t want it to be for the wrong reasons. Barry has good intentions and clearly loves this woman, but his reasons for doing it so soon – to change the timeline – has forced Iris to question if marriage is what he wants, or if he really just wants to ensure Iris’ future.

Perhaps the biggest mystery of the season revolves around Savitar’s identity. There are plenty of theories out there — in fact, CBR has one of its own. How shocked will audiences be when he is finally unmasked?

I found out pretty early on who Savitar is. I think fans will be surprised by his identity.

What else has you excited about what’s in store for Iris and Team Flash for the remainder of the season?

I’m very excited to see how Iris and Team Flash hopefully figure out how to defeat Savitar. I’m also anxiously waiting to find out whose laps these three prophecies [“One shall betray you. One shall fall. One will suffer a fate far worse than death.”] will land in!

i’m in love with your body

“i came to the gym to work out but holy god i can’t stop watching you do one armed push ups that’s so hot” spitfire no powers au 

happy valentine’s day @icanhearyouglaring !!! sorry i’m a lil late for @yjficexchange but i’m a trash person and have no excuse. also it’s been so stinkin long since i wrote spitfire so fingers crossed it’s not terrible (and yes the tite is from an ed sheeran song sorry not sorry lmaoo)

The gym is Wally’s favorite place to hate. He goes, begrudgingly, because this whole fast metabolism thing isn’t going to keep up forever and he hates every single second of it.

There’s nothing fun about running on a treadmill at 10 at night after a long day in the lab. It’s boring as hell, actually, especially on days when he forgets his headphones and has to listen to the crackling gym radio that’s echoing through the space.

It’s not the running that bothers him. He loves finding that perfect pace and the adrenaline rushing through his body, the slightest strain in his muscles and the dryness in his lungs. He ran track and cross country in high school and college because that was something he could get into- the varying workouts, the comradery, the competition.

But it’s just Wally on the treadmills tonight, there’s hardly anyone in the gym at all.  Most people are behind him, on the bikes or back by the weights, and there’s no one here to entertain him except for the celebrity news show that’s on the TV in front of him.

Like he said, he’s bored.

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Harry x Reader

Set Up: Harry gets jealous when he sees you and HR together. Just a little.

Warnings: I suppose none, except cute jealous Harry

Gender: Ima go with female on this one. 

A/N Look at this dork. He deserves so many acting awards. A+. 10/10. Love.

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It’s a Date, Then

Request: “Oho, haunted inbox. Ghostbuster to the rescue! Can I request one where Wally tries every line to get the reader on a date till they sit down at a table in a cafe and are like ‘you do realize that this is a date’?” ~Anon

A/N: Tried something a little different this time. What do you guys think?


“Hey, Y/N. Did you die recently? ‘Cuz you look like an angel to me.”

“No, Wally, I have not died recently. Though I might kill you if you don’t stop flirting.”

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“Y/N! Let me recite a poem for you. *ahem* Roses are red, violets are blue, lava is hot, and so are you.”

“I have a poem for you too, Wally. Roses are red, so is Kid Flash. You need better lines, so long, gotta blast.”

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“Y/N! Y/N! Guess what I’m wearing? The smile you gave me!”

“Guess what I’m wearing? My uniform. We’re on a mission, now hush.”

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“Do you have a name or can I call you mine?”

“Wally,  my name is not “mine.” That’s also a horrible nickname.”

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“S/N, Kid Flash. I need you two to go undercover at this diner. Your objective is to collect information from the other patrons while disguised as customers.”

“Hey, Kid.”

“Yes, Y/N? Something you wanna say to me~?”

“Yeah, actually. If you hit on me with another cheesy line, I’ll provide your knuckle sandwich.”

             ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~At the Diner~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Hey, Y/N?”

“Yes, Wally?”

“You do realize this is basically a date, right?”

“Huh. So it is. Interesting how Batman sped up your love life much better than those horrible pick-up lines.”

Lost Words (Barry Allen x Reader)

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Part Two

Part One

Prompt: You had just come back to Central City after four years in college to major in medicine. When you came back, everything’s changed. Metahumans are now a thing, The Flash is running around the city, and you are now a doctor at Central City hospital. The only thing that hasn’t changed is your unresolved and unrequited love for Barry Allen.

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Author’s Note: Thanks guys for reading this imagine! Let me know if you want me to include things or if you want another part.

It’s been two months since you’ve moved back to Central City. No one explained what happened that one night, and frankly, you’ve forgotten all about it.

Central City was the same as you remember, but different. Jitters was still a welcoming place that you went to before going to the hospital, but these metahumans were something else. They weren’t something daily, but when they did come, everyone seemed as if it was normal while you were still shocked that someone could jump into mirrors or control dolls. And then there was the Flash.

He was all over the city. They even named a coffee after him. You weren’t surprised, seeing as he was the city’s hero, but you were intrigued by the man. You’ve only seen him in person twice, from afar, a brief glance before he zipped away again. On TV however, he’s on there almost every time you turn on the news.There was something about him that just made your eyes look at him and nothing else. He reminded you of something, someone. But you couldn’t quite put your damn finger on it and it frustrated you.

It was a busy day at the hospital. There was another meta attack who had super strength and numerous people were coming into the ER with different injures. Whether from the meta himself or from the damages that had taken place. You had just finished up on a patient with broken ribs when you received a call from Caitlin. During these past two months, you and Caitlin have gotten close. Close enough to where you could confidently call her one of your best friends.

“Caitlin?” You answered as you went onto another victim.

“Y/N? I-um-we just…”

“Are you okay? Did you get hurt too?” You asked worried for your friend.

“Uh no, not really, but I need your help. We need your help.”

You covered the speaker of your phone and told the nurse to get some morphine for the patient before responding back.

“My help? With what?”

“I-”

“Caitlin,” you interrupted, “You’re awesome, but I’m gonna need you to speak faster. It’s hectic over here in the hospital and I need to get back to work.”

“The Flash. It’s the Flash, Y/N. And he’s dying.”

“The Flash? You’re friends with the Flash? Wait, Caitlin, aren’t you a doctor? Why can’t you help him?” You questioned, knowing that you’ll yell at her for keeping such a secret later.

Another doctor waved you over, but you held up a finger telling them to wait as you asked the nurse to give you the chart of your injured person.

“I can’t, Y/N. I don’t know what’s wrong with him. I’m only a bio-engineer. I’ve stabilized him for now, but it’s only temporary. Please, Y/N, he needs you. We need you.”

You looked around you. The commotion of the ER, the lives that needed to be saved. But without the Flash…there would be no lives to save.

“Fine, Caitlin, I’m heading to S.T.A.R. Labs now.”


You walked in the cortex to see Caitlin in the small room in front of screens with the Flash’s condition on them, Cisco and Iris at the computers, Joe in the middle pacing and Wally trying to calm him down. The man called H.R. was in the corner, twiddling with a stick. You’ve met him once at Jitters when you went to get coffee. Caitlin saw you and immediately looked relieved.

“Y/N! Thank God, please. I don’t know how much longer he has.”

Everyone looked at you, shocked and worried. You ignored the fact that the entire ‘gang’ was there as you walked up to the room on the left of the cortex. Caitlin was standing in front of the Flash, who was laying unconscious in the bed, suitless, with IV’s coming out of him. You didn’t even look at his face, just at his stats.

You saw how deep the injury went on his x-rays and went to go look at it on his body. That’s when you saw him.

“Barry?” Your entire body went cold. Barry. Joyful, bright, lively Barry was now pale and on the brink of death. Not only was the life of a hero in your hands, but it was the guy that you’ve loved for the past eight years.

“Y/N, I know this is a shock, but he needs your help. He should’ve recovered by now. He has fast healing powers,” Caitlin informed you. “But it’s not working. He’s declining, and quickly.”

You nodded, still in shock. Then you looked at Caitlin. “Wait, he has healing powers?” She nodded. You looked at Barry. “I have an idea. But I don’t know if it’ll work.”

“Please, Y/N,” Joe begged, “Don’t let him die.”

“I don’t plan on it. Okay, Caitlin, I’m going to need your help.”


You had somehow successfully stopped the bleeding in Barry’s abdomen to stop, and had gotten his body to heal quickly again. It was just a theory, but you thought that because of his adrenaline, Barry’s body didn’t realize that it was hurt so it didn’t use its regeneration powers to heal him. So, you had to hurt him again. That flicked a switch in Barry’s nerves and suddenly he had begun to heal in seconds with what would’ve taken weeks to fix.

You stitched up any major cuts that he wasn’t able to heal himself and started a blood transfusion as he had lost a lot of blood.

You walked out of the room, peeling your latex gloves off when everyone stood up and looked at you, waiting for news.

“He’s doing fine.” Everyone sighed with relief. Iris came to hug you. “You’re a lifesaver,” she whispered.

“I did what I had to do. He’s still sleeping, I gave him some meds that should keep him comfortable. That was a pretty deep gash and I suggest that you tell him not to be running around for a week or so, since he should be fully healed by then.”

“Wait,” Cisco said, “why not tell him yourself? I mean, you know the secret now.”

You looked back into the room where Barry, the Flash, laid peacefully. Then you looked at the room before you. Joe, Iris, Wally, Caitlin, Cisco, Harry…everyone was there. Everyone except you. You knew that you had just come back from medical school, and you didn’t think that you were that bothered by them keeping you out of the loop. But as it sank in you realized something. All of your childhood, you had always felt a little left out. With Iris and Barry, you felt left out. As if they knew something that you didn’t. At school you felt left out. Everywhere. And now, you felt like an outcast. Again.

“I…I don’t think I’m going to stay.”

“What? Why not?” Iris asked. “Y/N, you saved Barry. He’s going to want to thank you.”

“No, I don’t think so. I’m just going to leave. I did my part, and I think I’m just going to…leave.” You ran out quickly, trying to keep your tears in.

You had gotten to the elevator when Joe stopped you.

“Y/N? What’s wrong? You saved Barry!”

“I can’t do it, Joe. I feel the same as I did in high school and I can’t do it,” you stuttered.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean,” you took a deep breath, “Everyone, Joe, everyone knew. Even Wally was there! I was the only who didn’t know that Barry was the Flash.” Joe tried to talk but you cut him off.

“All I ever was, was an outcast. I have felt left out so many times, and I thought that was over. I thought that I wouldn’t have to feel that way again, cause, you know, it was high school. But, I’m feeling it again, and I can’t. It’s Barry’s secret, Joe. I want to find out by Barry telling me, not because he needed my help.”

“I wanted to tell you, Y/N.” Joe pleaded.

“I know,” you whispered. “But Barry didn’t. And that’s what hurts the most.”

The elevator doors closed, leaving you alone. Then the tears started to flow.

It hurt to know that your best friend since you were in middle school didn’t trust you. It hurt to feel like you were less important than everyone else again. It hurt that the man you loved almost died today. It hurt that the man you loved trusted Iris more than he did you. And it hurt, it hurt so much, that you weren’t even surprised, yet you still held hope. You held hope that maybe, just maybe, Barry could love you back. But you were wrong and this just confirmed it for you. You bit your lip, and looked up at the ceiling of the elevator, trying to keep yourself together.

Moving back to Central City was a mistake.

Part Three

Tutor Love - Wally West x Reader

Originally posted by waylandteens

Requested by Anon -  Wally West falling for Impulses aka Bart’s AP English tutor.

“Think about it, Bart,” you encourage as Bart struggled to explain one of the many metaphors in The Great Gatsby. You were both in the school’s library where you hold your tutoring sessions. Bart was one of your most frequent students for he was struggling to pass AP English. Honestly, you felt sorry for him.

“The green light represents…,” Bart begins, biting his lip. “Gatsby’s quest to get Daisy back.”

You give him a big smile. “That’s one interpretation. Good job, Bart,” you praise, making him blush. “We’re going to get you to pass the AP test, I just know it.” Glancing at your watch, you realize the time. “Well, our session is up.”

As you both begin to gather your things, Bart clears his throat. “I want to thank you for helping me, (Y/N).”

“It’s not a problem, besides it’s my job,” you laugh as you slip your coat on. 

“Can I walk you out,” Bart offers, coming up to walk beside you. 

Smiling at him before throwing your backpack over your shoulder. “Yes, you can,” you reply, your smile widening as Bart’s grew. He was so adorable.

Bart and you chatted as you walk out the front doors of the school towards the parking lot. When you two were halfway to the parking lot, you noticed a red-headed man jogging towards you.

“Bart, come on,” he shouted as he approach. “We’re already late as it is…” His words fade off when he was close enough to see you. He looked like he was struck in the head by a two-by-four. 

“Sorry, Wally. I was chatting with (Y/N),” Bart replies innocently. “(Y/N), this is my cousin once removed, Wally. Wally, this is my tutor, (Y/N).”

You held out your hand to him while he just continued to stare at you. “It’s nice to meet you, Wally,” you greet, raising an eyebrow when he didn’t react. You shifted uncomfortably under his stare, bringing your hand back to your side.  Deciding you really should get out of here, you turn back to Bart. “I’ll see you on Wednesday, Bart.” You take another worried glance at the stunned Wally, whose eyes followed you when you headed towards your car. 


“Who are they,” Wally stutters as he and Bart watch you drive away.

“They’re my AP English tutor, (Y/N). I introduced you,” Bart states, unimpressed with Wally’s behavior. 

Wally turned to Bart, confused. “You did?”

“Yeah, I did,” Bart says sharply. “And you just stood there staring at them like an idiot. They even held their hand out, and you ignored them.”

“Really,” Wally exclaims, slapping a hand on his forehead. “They were so beautiful, I didn’t notice.” Wally’s eyes widened as he realize the consequences of his actions. “Do you think I freaked them out?”

Bart rolled his eyes before throwing his hands in the air. “Well, yeah. I’d be freaked out to if this guy I just met didn’t shake my hand when I offered it and stared at me with a dumb expression,” Bart shouts as he whips around to head towards Wally’s car. “You are so clueless,” he mutters under this breath as he marches to the car, leaving a confused and star-stuck Wally behind.


Wally did freak you out the first day, but after Bart explained that Wally was an imbecile who was socially awkward, you forgave him. After all, he was kind of cute.

For weeks after, Wally would pick up Bart after your tutoring sessions. At first, he would meet you both near the parking lot, but later he began to appear in the library at the end of Bart’s lesson. You still weren’t sure what to make of him.

Most of the time, Wally would flirt with you a bit, calling you beautiful and saying suggestive comments. He made you blush a lot, which only made Bart roll his eyes at the both of you. You didn’t think anything would come of it until that day.

You and Bart had just finished your latest session. Shakespeare was the subject for today, and poor Bart barely made it through. While you were reassuring him, Wally appeared. 

“Hi, Beautiful,” he charms, walking up to stand beside you. “How are you doing?”

“I’m fine, Wally,” you response, giving him a small smile. You notice Bart rolling his eyes at Wally’s failure to greet him. “How are you?”

Wally gives you a cheesy smile before answering, “I’m better now that I’m here with you.” You laugh, shaking your head at him. Bart shifts his gaze between the two of you as if waiting for something.

You begin to gather your things as Wally and Bart share a look. “Hey, (Y/N), do you drink coffee,” Wally asks nonchalantly. 

“Yes, I do,” you say, giving him a sly look in an attempt to understand what he was trying to do.

Wally smiles at your answer. “I was wondering if you would like to go for coffee sometime?”

You take a moment to think about it, just to tease him. His face falls a fraction as you all sit in silence. Chuckling at his expression, you give him a grin. “I’d like that.” Wally breaks back into that cheesy smile from before as his eyes light up. Bart shakes his head at both of you.

Grabbing your pen off the table, you take Wally’s hand to write your phone number on it. His eyes widen in surprise as your pen tickles his hand. “Call me,” you say, before grabbing your bag, and turning to Bart. “I’ll see you next week, Bart.” With that, you disappear out of the library door. 

They sit in silence for a moment before Bart opens his mouth. “It’s about time. I thought you would never ask,” he complains, grabbing his own bag.

“Hey, I like to do things at my own pace,” Wally shoots back as they both head towards the doors. He thinks a moment, sending Bart a suspicious look. “Why do you care so much?”

Bart quickly looks away, rubbing the back of his head. “No reason,” he replies hurriedly as they both walk out of the building and towards the parking lot.


Wally took you out for coffee the next day, having called you an hour after you gave him your phone number. After chatting at one of the tables in the coffee shop for about thirty minutes, you decided to take him to one of your favorite places.

It was a old bookstore that held new and used books. The smell is what you loved about the place, the scent of paper and dust was refreshing in a weird way.  

“So, this is your favorite place,” Wally asks softly as you both peruse the section of older books. You nodded in a reply, sending him a half-smile as you were nervous to hear what he thought. “It suits you.”

“Really,” you remark, raising an eyebrow at him. “Is it because I’m an AP English tutor, or because I’m old?”

Wally’s eyes widen at your words, thinking he insulted you. “No, I didn’t mean it like that…”

“It’s okay,” you laugh, interrupting his unnecessary apology. He breathes a sigh of relief. 

“So,” he begins, changing the subject. “Have you read most of these books?”

Your eyes skim the titles of the books in front of you. “Most of them,” you say, recognizing each title. You blush at Wally’s amazed expression. “I was very bored as a child.”

“Wow, that’s…wow,” Wally breathed, staring at the books in front of him as if trying to comprehend someone reading them all. After a moment, Wally shook himself out of his amazement. “Which one is your favorite?” 

“Oh, boy. That’s a hard question,” you answer, letting out a breath. “They all have their ups and downs, but to pick just one is too difficult.” 

Wally nods in understanding. “I get it. It’s like when people want me to name my favorite food, but there’s too many choices that I enjoy to pick just one.” You smirk at his reference to food. Taking his hand in yours, you pull him down the aisle to see a different selection of books.

“This one is very good though,” you say, taking down a older edition of Black Beauty from the shelf to look at it. “I must have read it at least ten times when I was younger.” You hand it to Wally.

He looks at it with wonder. “I don’t think I have read it,” he admits while secretly peeking at the price tag on the back of the book. You give him an understanding smile. 

“I’m not really surprised because it is a dated book,” you say kindly. “It was written in the 1800s.” You began to drift down the aisle, gazing at the books along the way. Wally hid the book behind his back as he moves to follow you.


Wally took dropped you off your house before heading back to his own place. He had been able to secretly buy the copy of Black Beauty when you were in the bathroom. Wally planned to read it before he saw you again.

Wally had just entered his apartment when a gust of wind almost knocked him over. Suddenly, Bart was in front of him, bouncing around excitedly. 

“How did it go,” he asks with his words slurring together. 

Wally shook his head before hanging up his coat. “Why did you break into my apartment?” 

Bart rolled his eyes before asking again. “How did it go?”

“It went fine, thanks for asking,” Wally shot back, setting the plastic bag containing the book on the end table near the door. “Now, goodbye Bart.”

Bart’s eyes widen when he saw the plastic bag. “What did you buy?”

“Why are you so nosy about this? Can’t you go bug Jaime or something,” Wally protests as he makes his way toward the kitchen. 

Bart speeds over to open the plastic bag to see the book inside. His face breaks out into a wide grin. “Yes, you did it,” he exclaims before zooming to capturing Wally in a hug. “I thought you would never get to it. This is so crash.”

“What are you talking about,” Wally questions, gasping when Bart’s hug took the breath right out of him. 

“You and (Y/N) are going to get together like you did in the future. You’ll get married and have Billy and Annie…,” Bart rambles on before catching himself. “Oops, spoilers.” 

Wally was frozen for a moment to comprehend what Bart was saying. “You planned this out? Is that why you had me come pick you up that time, so (Y/N) and I could meet?”

“Yeah,” Bart admits happily, letting Wally escape his hug. “I knew I couldn’t come out and say how you two are supposed to be together, so I tried to be sneaky.”

“But how do you know if we will stay together,” Wally doubts, not believing Bart. “Our future isn’t like the future you came from.”

“You bought the book,” Bart exclaims, zooming away to grab the book from the table to hold it in front of Wally’s face. 

“What does that have to do with anything,” Wally asks, annoyed with Bart’s assumptions. He just went on the first date with you, it didn’t mean you were going to spend the rest of your lives together. 

Bart waves the book in Wally’s face as if to make a point. “The book is the key to your relationship,” he explains. “(Y/N) from the future told me all about how you romanticized them with their favorite childhood book. This is so crash.”

Wally snatches the book away from Bart. “You can’t know that,” Wally protests, hating how he may have lost all the uncertainty of your relationship. He found he enjoyed not knowing where your relationship would lead.

“You’ll see,” Bart teases, dancing around the room. “I can’t wait to be in your wedding. Can I be your best man? Oh, and wait until you see your kids…” Bart began to talk so fast that everything he said became a hum to Wally.

Wally collapses down onto his living room couch, trying to absorb what Bart had said. After some thought, he realized he was happy to know that you and him would be together for the rest of your lives.  A smile broke out on his face as he watches Bart bounce around the room in his excitement. 

Still The Same

Requested by Anonymous: “Barry returns from Flashpoint and Y/N is his girlfriend, but wasn’t in the previous timelines”.

Pairings: Barry Allen x reader

Word count: 1655

A/N: Here’s another request, I hope it’s what you wanted! I had fun writing it. Let me know if you liked it :)

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The Flash: Grant Gustin Previews Tough Talk From Fallen Foes and Friends, Holds Out Hope for 'WestAllen' Future
By Matt Webb Mitovich

Desperate times call for desperate measures, so this Tuesday on The Flash (The CW, 8/7), Barry Allen will again become one with the Speed Force in a bid to rescue Wally, who involuntarily traded places with the long-imprisoned Savitar.

Of course, the first time Barry (accidentally) merged with the Speed Force — in last May’s Kevin Smith-directed “The Runaway Dinosaur” — he was met by the faces of people he trusted and loved. Here, the avatars include the late Leonard Snart, Eddie Thawne and Ronnie Raymond (played by series alumni Wentworth Miller, Rick Cosnett and Robbie Amell).

Previewing this return trip, Flash star Grant Gustin tells TVLine, “Because we did it last year, I think Barry went in knowing what to expect, more or less — but then it is not the same experience.”

Indeed, Snart et all will present Barry with some tough talk as he labors to save Wally from the torturous hell that drove Savitar mad, over and over again.

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im-not-a-real-hero  asked:

tell me more about wally dyeing his hair pls,,,,my crops are dying

((aw yes I’m late on asks but whatever bc I’m answering them now!))

Okay, how did black Wally get that rad red hair??? He accidentally purposely did it, duh.

He wanted to try something new with his look and noticed that all the other kids in his class are dyeing their hair. So he when out to the hair store and bought some dye that he thought was blonde but it was bright red/orange.

He watched YouTube video after video after video on bleaching and dyeing hair and then locked himself up in Barry’s bath for an afternoon with a couple towels and the dye. Everything was going well until it was time to dye the hair.

He washed out dye out and dried hair with a towel. When he took the towel off, hE STARTED PANICKING BC HOLY CRAP MY HAIR IS BRIGHT ORANGE. He’s pretty much screaming to the point, Barry busts down the door and he screams.

In the end, he ended up actually like the color (and so did everyone else) and keeps up the look for a long time. So lesson, don’t buy box dye unless you’re a professional hairstylist or know what you’re generally doing. And read the labels.

First Time - Wally West x Reader

Originally posted by kidstealth

Requested by Anon -  The reader’s first time with Wally West from Young Justice.

Notes: Text Messages

Wally was currently in his last class of the day, secretly messaging you from under his desk. The teacher kept rambling on and on as the clock slowly inched towards 3 o’clock. 

Wally: My parents are going to be away this weekend.

(Y/N): Oh?

Wally: Yeah, do you want to stay over? 

(Y/N): Hmm…let me think about it.

The teacher began to hand out homework. Wally had to quickly slip his phone back into his pocket as the teacher passed him. Pausing a minute to wait for the teacher to return to the front of the class, Wally took his phone back out.

Wally: Seriously, Babe. You’re killing me here.

(Y/N): Aren’t you still in class?

Wally: Yes or No?

(Y/N): Someone is impatient. 

Wally: Babe…

“Mr. West, pay attention please,” the teacher scolds. Wally jumped in his seat, almost dropping his phone. 

“Yes, sir,” Wally mutters while the rest of the class chuckled around him. He sat up straight, pretending to pay attention. When the teacher turned back to the board, Wally went back to his phone to find a new message from you.

(Y/N): I guess I could fit it in my schedule.

Just as Wally finished reading your message, the bell rang ending the day. A grin broke out on his face when he sped to gather his stuff and run out of the building. Once he was away from the prison people called a school, he let out a cheer before using his speed to run home to get it ready for your special weekend.


Three hours later, you were knocking on Wally’s door with your backpack over your shoulder. Your body was a bundle of nerves as you felt this weekend was going to be an important one for your relationship. 

“Hey Babe,” Wally flirts, opening the door to lean seductively against the door frame. “I’ve been expecting you.” 

“Oh, have you now,” you tease, wiggling your eyebrows at him. He smiles cheekily before pulling you into his arms for a kiss. A fluttering began in your stomach as your kiss deepened. Wally spun you into the house, bumping the door closed with his hip. You giggled into his lips when you felt him gently slip your backpack off your shoulders to set it on the floor.

“I’m so glad you came,” he whispers in your ear as he moved to kiss your neck. You laugh when his lips reached a ticklish spot. Pushing him away, you gather yourself.

“Can I have a minute to freshen up,” you ask, picking up your backpack. Wally nodded, looking a little nervous now that you stopped kissing. 

“Sure, the bathroom is over there,” he says, gesturing over to an opened door down a hallway. “I’ll be waiting in the living room.” He walked calmly into the next room. 


You studied yourself in the mirror. Having washed your face and changed into something much more revealing, you had to admit you looked good. After making sure everything was perfect, you left the bathroom to head towards the living room, dropping your backpack in the hallway as you went. 

Walking into the room, you gasp at what you saw. The room was lit by candles surrounding a beautiful made bed of blankets on the floor. Wally was gently tossing rose petals on the bed until he spun around when he heard your gasp.

“Oh, Wally,” you sigh, loving him even more. His mouth dropped open once he took in what you weren’t wearing. “I can’t believe you did this.”

He opened and closed his mouth several times, trying to speak. “Any….Anything for you, babe,” he stammers, tossing the rest of the petals haphazardly onto the makeshift bed. “I wanted to make our first time perfect.” 

“Well, it is perfect,” you comment, walking to wrap your arms around him. You smile happily at him, touching the tip of your nose to his. “How do I look?”

Wally comes out of his shock to place a gentle kiss on your lips. “Good enough to eat,” he whispers in your ear before locking you into another passionate kiss. Things began to heat up when Wally picks you up to gently lay you down on the floor bed. 

“Are you sure you want to do this,” Wally asks, pausing the kiss to gaze into your eyes.

You laugh, placing your hand on the back of his head to pull him back to you, “I’m sure.” He grinned before your lips crashed together for the first of many times that night.


While your plan had been to stay over for the entire weekend, Wally ended up being called to the cave late Saturday afternoon. You were both disappointed, but you were glad of the time you had. 

Wally had arrived at the cave through the zeta tube several minutes late to the mission briefing since he couldn’t pull himself away from you. He hadn’t changed into his costume yet when he slipped into the room to stand next to Robin. Batman glared at him, pausing in his talk before continuing like nothing happened. 

“You’re late,” Robin whispers, elbowing Wally in the process.

Wally elbowed him back. “Well, I was busy,” he protests quietly as he half- listened to Batman.

“You were with (Y/N), weren’t you,” Robin asks. Batman had finished the briefing, sending the team on their way while giving Wally a look that warned a discussion later. Wally swung around to Robin, wide-eyed.

“How did you know that,” Wally answers, startled by the fact Robin knew. He had kept your relationship a secret from the rest of the team.

Robin gave his signature chuckle before giving Wally a knowing look. “Next time if you don’t want anyone to notice, you might want to cover up the hickey,” Robin chides bemusedly, heading towards the hanger bay.  

Wally blushed embarrassingly, clapping a hand over the hickey. He ran off to get dressed, mumbling to himself. “Good thing my costume covers my neck, or all the bad guys would know too.” 

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3 + KV?

3. “You could have been hurt.”

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“This is going to hurt,” Cisco warned. They were on opposite sides of their usual equation- Caitlin wounded in the med bay, and Cisco patching her up. A month ago, it was unheard of; these days, a common occurrence.

“It’s fine, I-” Caitlin gasped sharply and swore. “Was that really necessary?”

“You have gravel embedded in your leg,” he said, and poked at it again with one of her clean metal tools. She gripped the edge of the table hard. “There, that’s the last of it, I think. I’m gonna clean it now.”

“Okay, but this time, give me- ow!” He did not give her warning, as proven by the fiery sting that bit up her leg. “I could do this more efficiently by myself,” she said, a little snippily.

“But you’re not,” he said in a flat voice. He picked up the roll of sterile bandages and stretched it out. He stared at it, like he’d forgotten what to do with it. “Besides, you know what’s even more efficient? Not going after crazy-ass metas in the middle of the night by yourself.”

His brittle tone caught her attention. “You’re mad about that?”

“Gee, I dunno, Cait, did you or did you not almost get killed? Did you or did you not get your clock cleaned and did or did I not find you unconscious on the ground, and you might have died if your panic button hadn’t activated?”

Her cheeks burned. “You and Barry and Wally endanger yourselves all the time.”

“Not alone!” Cisco dropped the roll on the table and snapped his head up to look at her. “And certainly not without telling anyone. We go as a team, so that we can have each other’s backs. That way we don’t- that way no-one gets hurt.” He picked the bandages back up and began to wrap it around her leg.

She waited for him to say something, but his stony silence spoke volumes. “I’ve been doing this for weeks,” she retorted, before she could stop herself. He glanced up at her sharply. “And I’ve actually stopped some of them. I’ve done a lot of good, while the rest of you are preoccupied with fulfilling Barry’s latest personal mission.”

“And every single night, you’ve come to my place with a wound or turned up the next morning with one.” He ripped the bandage and picked up the medical tape from the table. “There’s literally no reason for you to be doing this alone. What are you playing at, Caitlin?”

Caitlin watched the side of his head. “I’m trying to make up for everything,” she said finally, and he turned to look at her, his face unreadable. “Ever since I came back from- from being her, after everything that I did, I feel like I have so much atoning to do.”

He paused with his hand on her calf, his thumb pressed softly against the tender edge of the wound. “That wasn’t you.”

“Yes, it was. People got hurt because of me. Iris almost died because of me.” She twisted her fingers in a lock of her hair. So very blonde. “I just figure, I need to be doing everything I can to even the score.”

He secured the bandage with a piece of tape and looked up at her. “So that’s what this is, then? A cry for help?”

“I’m just trying to make things right.”

“Really? Because it seems like you’re endangering yourself on purpose.”

She couldn’t argue with that. Part of her half hoped that if a meta got the better of her, maybe she wouldn’t wake up, and then everyone would be safer. She knew she couldn’t tell Cisco that. “I’m not going to stop.”

“I know,” he said, and took a breath as if he were about to say something, and then stopped. “You’re good to go.”

She watched as he stood up. “That’s it? You’re not gonna frog-march me home, lecture me about being safe?”

He glanced back at her. “I can’t make you care about yourself,” he said in a soft voice. “But-” and he stopped himself again.

She stood up. “But?” she prompted.

“You could have been hurt,” Cisco said. “Worse, I mean. No matter how you feel about yourself right now, Caitlin Snow is very important to me, and I’m gonna be pissed if something happens to her.”

“I’m not going to stop,” she said again. She couldn’t stop, even if she wanted to. If she did, she would have too many thoughts, and no outlet for the awful little voice that guided her when she was taking down metas and criminals.

He looked at her in a way that hurt her more than she wanted it to. “Okay,” he said quietly. “Good night, Caitlin.”

“Good night, Cisco,” she said, but he was already out the door.

Pretty Bird (Nightwing x reader)

(This includes a Community tv show reference.)

(Y/n) was finishing getting ready for her special date. She snapped her earrings on her earlobes and brushed her hair. The tv in her bedroom had been showing a marathon of Vampire Diaries. Damon Salvatore appeared on screen looking handsome as ever, (Y/n) thought. He had nice eyes and a nice mouth and a nice chin - overall he was lovely! He couldn’t compare to the man she had known for the past five years. A two year beautiful friendship plus a three year intimate relationship.

She sat on the bed, putting on the pair of shoes that went with her outfit and brought out her eyes. Her cellphone buzzed next to her. (Y/n) picked up the phone to find that her date, Dick Grayson, texted her. “Are you sure you want to meet up? You don’t need me to pick you up?” It said. She replied, “I’m sure. Thank you, though. :)” Dick always treated her with respect. (Y/n) called a taxi, waited, and when it arrived, was on her way to meet her boyfriend.

Shortly after she had arrived and paid the driver, who drove like a race car driver because she said she was going on a date and politely said she didn’t want to be late, pulled out her phone and texted Dick, letting him know that she was there. He called her number resulting in her answering, “Hey! Are you here?” “Yeah, babe. I can’t see you though. There’re so many people here!” (Y/n) smiled and told him, “Hold on, let me try something.” She moved the phone away from her mouth and ear and yelled out “PRETTY BIRD!!!” to which Dick responded “THAT’S ME!!!”

(Y/n) giggled and followed the sound of his voice. Soon they stood in front of one another and embraced each other. Dick pulled away just enough to kiss her. When they separated he wrapped an arm around her waist and started walking with her to her favorite restaurant; it became his favorite restaurant too since the day he decided to try every single freaking thing on the menu.

“How are you, (Y/n)?”

“I’m much better now, and you?” She smirked up at him earning a smirk from Dick.

“Same here,” he pecked her cheek. “I know you’ve mentioned how busy the past few weeks for you have been, so I wanted to do something for you.”

“I really appreciate, Dick. Thank you so much. Oh! And the mission?”

“The mission,” he sighed from recalling the incident, “…almost intolerable. Guess what happened at some point.” (Y/n) guessed correctly that Superboy and Wally had a bad argument. “YES! This time it was actually kinda funny to watch. I know I know. It sounds terrible.”

“I mean I kinda have to agree with you. Sometimes their fights can be…” she tried finding the right word.

“Silly?”

“More or less. Pretty much, yeah!” She laughed. “Remember when I told you about Rease?” Dick nodded his head interested in everything she told him. “Well after he tried to take credit for the thing I did, someone caught him trying to do the exact same thing with someone else’s project, and he was let go!” Both of them laughed at the incredulity of the situation.

“No way! I thought the bastard would be sneakier than that!” He laughed hard enough to where his eyes slightly watered.

“After all the other things I told you about him, after eight years he finally got his karma! I need some tea because I know it stopped being my business when he stopped trying to mess with me, but oh my God!!!”

“You need your gossip tea? Shame on you,” he joked.

She lightly nudge him in his side with her elbow while trying to hide her smile.

They reached the restaurant and sat at their reserved table. (Y/n) and Dick continued talking when their waiter appeared with a pompous look on his face.

“Hello, my name is Marcus and I will be taking your orders. What would you like to drink?”

(Y/n) and Dick ordered their drinks when Dick saw a tattoo of a cult classic film he recognized. “Nice tattoo, man.”

“It’s cool that you know the reference, too!” (Y/n) smiled.

“Yeah. It’s way better than Die Hard which is a piece of garbage.”

Dick stiffened and frowned, “… I’m sorry?”

“Die Hard has got to be the worst movie ever. I mean seriously? The plot is so unoriginal.”

(Y/n)’s eyes widened in shock when the waiter spoke that way about her boyfriend’s favorite film. “Oh sh**,” she thought.

“Die Hard is an amazing movie with a great plot, a great cast, and great suspense. How is it the worst movie ever? Where is the logic in your statement, Mar-”

“Hey, Marcus! I think I’d also like to ask for the ninety drink listed, please.”

“I’ll have your drinks in a moment.” With that, the rude waiter walked away. (Y/n) exhaled in relief and held Dick’s hand to calm him. “You okay?”

“I’m not sure. He just totally dissed Die Hard! Can you believe the nerve of that guy? I mean sure we have our own opinions. I just wish I didn’t have to hear those words come out of anyone’s mouth.”

“He ruffles your feathers?” (Y/n) tried not to laugh at her own joke. Dick tried not to be amused with the question, but failed miserably. “I’m sorry he made fun of it. It was kind of inconsiderate. He doesn’t know good movies and it’s sad, but life goes on and he’s missing out.” Dick smiled affectionately at the woman who understood him and kissed her hand.

After the dinner, they walked hand in hand in comfortable silence. Everything felt right.

“(Y/n)?”

“Yes?”

“Can I ask you something?”

“Sure!”

“Do you like Die Hard?”

“Yes.”

“Do you love me?”

“Yes.”

“Will you marry me?”

“Yes- WaIT WHAT?”

Dick got down on one knee and pulled out a small box with the ring.

“Will you marry me? I promise to be the bestest friend and husband, to stick by your side, and to help you continue to become the best version of yourself as that is the meaning of life.”

(Y/n) felt her heart beating out of her chest. Her eyes teared up, her cheeks turning red, and her mouth curling up to form a bright smile. “Yes.”

@dccomicsimagines I hope you like it!