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moonlit-imagines · 4 months

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Headcanons for dating Wally West

Wally West x reader

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a/n: i was debating whether or not y/n is on the team or not n for this im going for y/n being a regular civilian but now im debating making dating hcs for a hero too 🤭

prompt: anonymous: “But if you're still taking requests (and speaking of fast haha), I would absolutely love if you could do a lil' something about Wally West ♡. I love that track star to bits and we're entering my favorite season ever : spooky season (or autumn for people who aren't chronically online like me). So if you'd be tempted to write some fluff/domestic stuff in autumn with Wally, I would be over the moon! 🦊”

wally is so annoying (in the best way!!)

you aren’t too used to the whole idea of dating a metahuman, every day is like an adventure

and for a speedster? you’d be surprised how hard it is for him to find the time

but he makes time

*doorbell rings*

“you’re twenty minutes late” -you

“in flash-time that’s early” -wally, holding a half-eaten box of chocolates “i got a little hungry”

on his “days off,” you could usually find the two of you on the couch with a variety of snacks scattered across the coffee table and crumbs peppering the cushions and floor

“the dog will get them” -wally

“hate to break it to you, but i don’t have a dog” -you

“should i get you a dog?” -wally

he was always so goofy

and affectionate, very affectionate!

he loved to give you cheek and forehead kisses, so many so fast

“how many was that?” -you after noticing repeated pressure on your cheeks

“going on a hundred. i’m trying to beat my record!” -wally

it always ended up tickling and you’d laugh until you fell over

“wally!! wally, come on!!” -you

you’d always get bummed whenever he got called for a mission

especially because it always happened in the middle of something (dinner, a movie, study date, etc.)

then when he came home he’d be a wreck and then you’d be a wreck because you’d see him like that

then he’d have to calm you down and you’d have to help him feel better

“you dont have to do that, im fine! i swear!” -wally while you panic and try to take care of him

being invited to the cave!

meeting the team!

“just because youre meeting a half-kryptonian clone, a martian, an atlantean, some girl with a bow and arrow, and batman’s sidekick doesn’t mean you get to think any of them are cooler than me, kapeesh?” -wally

“oh yes, i know you’re the coolest” -you

the team loves you!!!

“wow, wally, thanks for proving your s/o isn’t imaginary” -artemis

“youre welcome” -wally

“do you want to come bake with me?!” -m’gaan

“please say yes, y/n. i’m so hungry. so so hungry” -wally

“let’s do it!” -you

starting to camp out at the cave while wally is on missions

also once some more dangerous people figured out wally’s identity, you got your own access code to the cave. EMERGENCIES ONLY

you used it to surprise wally once and got a stern talking to from batman. never again

you dont really spend too much time with the team, but you get invited to most of their friendly outings!

and you talk up a storm with the others trying to learn about their lives, which sometimes makes wally a liiiittle jealous

but you want to live vicariously through these interesting people bc ur life is a liiiittle boring

“can you tell me what atlantis is like? what it feels like to be underwater and how your fighting style differs on land?” “what’s your favorite dish to make on mars? do you like communicating this way or the telepathic way more?” “why do you always wear sunglasses, man?” (you know this one dick is like wally’s bestie) -all you

seeing wally less than usual when things start to heat up in his hero life :(

causes some strain and you get so so sad :(

but he always calls you when he can and tries to make up for it

and somewhere down the road when he retires you’re able to spend all your time with him and he makes up for lost time like he promised

ok i’ll stop there. happily ever after.

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hanasnx · 3 months

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saw you wanted to write for wally west and when it comes to thirsts i think we can all admit that man is a walking, shit-talking vibrator in the bedroom and as a fandom we don’t talk about it nearly enough and i swear i cannot get the thought of him and a wayne!reader going behind dick’s back out of my head. 😍😍

also, i’m obsessed with ‘that girl’ jj vs. rafe + the fake dating trope adds ten years to my life.

thank you! i’ve been rly liking rafe x reader x jj like ugh i’m a sucker for a love triangle trope. i’m not usually into the fake relationship thing but it just fit the scenario, had to give it a shot.

as for the wally thirst, thank you again bcos i’ve been rly trying to branch out and be able to write for old flames of mine. wally’s underrated, i adore him.

wayne!reader who’s close with dick to a point where he calls you his little sister. affectionately protective, he jokes that he’ll beat up anyone that hits on you when you express trepidation in going with him to a bar or club. and when wally expressed any kind of interest, obviously dick only saw it as a threat. sure they’re friends, but that comes with knowing each other and dick knows wally’s bad news with girls. he doesn’t want to be the reason— the bridge, per se— that introduced you and wally, only for wally to put a sour taste in your mouth with his clumsy advances and brash personality. dick loves him, but he knows he can be a tough pill to swallow.

quite the opposite, you’re embarrassingly attracted to wally. and he curses himself for promising dick he’d keep away from you.

“you know i told your big bad brother i was gonna steer clear from you, right? you’re putting me in some hella risk here.” and you put a finger to his lips with a coy smile.

“sure, but i’m not gonna tell him, are you?” you reply.

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gatorbites-imagines · 5 months

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ftm wally west 🙏🏽 ion even hav a plot or thought in mind he jus deserves to get eaten out like a king mhm

Infirmary munchies

Drabble

FTM Wally West x Male reader

I think ive set up a healthy way to do my project for religion and still have some free time, so yayyyy.

Mixed terminology used for Wally’s bits, cuz idk. Not sure if I wrote this good, so lemme know what yall think.

Wally groaned softly as his eyes fluttered, head pressed back against the stiff pillows that the infirmary always gave out to the league members residing there. His red hair was tussled, and his body littered in bruises and bondages, a result of his last mission that had ended him in the infirmary in the first place.

He felt lightheaded as your tongue ran up from the bottom of his cunt to the top, where your lips wrapped around his t-cock before you gave it a suck, withdrawing enough to flick the hard engorged bundle of nerves before you dove down again, burying your tongue into his wet hole like a man starved.

His body ached from his bruises, but the pleasure of your mouth moving against him numbed it, causing hot flashes to run up his spine and coil in his abdomen. Wally had a clap a bandaged hand over his mouth as you gave a particularly cruel suck, a wet slurp leaving you as you licked up the wetness that spilled out of his slit, your eyes locked onto Wallys scrunched up face as the lower half of your face was soaked in his juices.

“Y-you’re acting like you haven’t eaten in a week” he breathlessly giggled as he gripped your hair harder, an almost wounded noise leaving him as you cruelly flick his cock with your tongue, just barely scraping your teeth across it enough for him to feel and to have his hips jolting, unsure if he wants to press closer to you or pull away.

Instead of answering you lick into him with more gusto, fingers pressing in beside your tongue and pushing into his wet hole, a lewd slick noise filling the infirmary as you start to move your wrist, curling your fingers and pressing them about inside him. Wally keens as his powerful thighs flex on either side of your head, and if you hadn’t been enchanted yourself, he could probably have accidentally broken your neck with the power behind them, his second hand shooting down to grip onto the back of your neck, almost lugging you closer and pushing your face deeper between his quivering thighs.

A wet spot was gathering under him as you feasted yourself on his cunt, fingers feeling about where your tongue couldn’t reach, as Wallys stomach clenched, his abs tightening from the influx of senses you had crashing through him.

You could tell he was getting close by the way his breath caught and his gasps became shorter, his hips growing even more unsteady as they twitched and jolted, his dick twitching against your tongue as his hole clenched around your fingers. You moaned into him, shaking your head from side to side to slather your tongue all over him, your fingers pressing into that familiar spot inside him that had Wallys vision turning white and a warbled cry leaving his throat.

His entire body tightened and tensed as he came, wetness coating your fingers and tongue as you rubbed him through it, taking in the delicious sight that was your boyfriend climaxing. His freckled chest heaved as he gasped for breath, the grip on your hair and neck still tight and holding you against him as he ground against your lips and face, cunt rubbing his wetness further against your face as if marking his territory to some extent.

Finally, his body seemed to give out, his previously tense muscles going slack as he releases his grip on your head, slumping down onto the medical cot, bleary eyes looking down at you as your lick your lips like a satisfied tiger. He whined jokingly as you crawl up the bed to hover over him like a predator, his hands coming up to push you away as you try to kiss him as he snickers, your face still slick with his juices and tongue still tasting like him.

With a playful roll of your eyes, you get out of the cot as you wipe your mouth with the back of your hand, moving around to clean yourself up as you find what you need to clean Wally up and replace the covers on the cot so he wouldn’t have to lay in his own mess. It was only after you had washed out your mouth that Wally let you kiss him, your lips meeting in a soft and loving kiss. Some days he lets you kiss him after eating him out, but you guessed it was just one of those days. Now it was just trying to find out how to get him back into one of those medical paper dresses again before someone else barged in.

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psychostxr · 1 year

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𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐭 | close one

PAIRING. wally west x female! reader

WORD COUNT. 0.6k

WARNINGS. suggestive, wally and (y/n) are of age

KEYS. (y/n) - your name e.g. paige, sam, etc. (l/n) - last name e.g. cole, thomas, etc.

"You're such a cheat!" you exclaim, twisting your body to lay on your stomach across the floor in your bedroom.

Wally sits beside you, his grip on the game controller tightening.

Wally laughs. "I think you're just bad as this game."

Pouting, you watch the redhead beat your character, his fingers pushing buttons at the speed of sound. Suddenly smirking, you lift yourself, kneeling beside Wally. His gaze is locked on the TV screen, ignoring your stare. Lifting your chin, you move closer to Wally's ear and lightly nibble.

"Aah!"

Wally groans at the sensation, dropping the controller from his hands. He gently pushes you off him, watching you with a face as red as his hair.

You giggle. "You're cute when you're flustered."

Crawling over Wally, you straddle his waist. His hands trail over your sides, resting on your hips.

"You're a sore loser. You know that?"

"You're the one that's dating this sore loser."

"Touché."

Your hands cup Wally's cheeks, and you pull him toward you into a kiss. Your eyes close peacefully, your tongue tracing his lower lip for permission. Wally's eyes flutter close, allowing himself to get lost in your taste.

Wally tugs you closer by the waist as the kiss gets more heated, more sensual, needing to feel you closer each second. The hand on your waist suddenly disappears, slipping under your shirt to trace nonsensical patterns on your skin.

Pulling away from Wally, you grab the ends of your shirt and pull it over your head, tossing it on the floor. Wally's breath hitches at the sight of you, his gaze flickering back and forth from your face and the valley of your breasts.

"You like what you see?" you tease.

Wally looks up at you, a glint of mischief in his eyes.

"And what if I do?"

"Maybe you'll get a closer look."

Reaching to unclasp your bra, you nor Wally hear the keys jingling in the front door and the woman that walks inside. Her heels clink against the tiled floor, dropping her bag on the counter.

"(y/n), honey, I'm back!"

Your eyes widen.

"Oh my god!" you whisper, scrambling off Wally's lap.

"I thought you said she wouldn't be home?"

"Well, she obviously changed her mind."

"(y/n), are you here?" you hear your mother call.

Grabbing your shirt, you quickly put it back on.

"Yeah, I'm in my room!"

"What am I supposed to do?" Wally questions.

"Take out my workbooks. Make it look like we were studying," you whisper.

Wally grabs a few books from your bag, scattering them on your bed while hiding your gaming equipment. Your mother's footsteps creak against the stairs as you tidy yourself to look like you didn't come out of a makeout session. The door to your room opens, and you and your boyfriend quickly sit on the bed, watching your mom enter the room with surprise.

"Oh, I didn't realize you had company?"

Wally waves at your mom. "Hi, Miss (l/n)."

"Hello, Wally." She looks between the two of you, glancing at the books on your bed. "Are you two studying?"

"Yes!" you exclaim, internally cringing at your keen tone. "Wally was just trying to teach me science. You know how smart Wally is."

"Well, I'll leave you to go back to studying," your mother says, "It's nice to see you again, Wally."

"You too, Miss (l/n)."

The moment your mother closes the door behind her, you fall back against the bed, hand clutching your chest.

"That was a close one," you mutter.

Wally looks down at you. "I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but we have a problem."

You sit up. "What?"

"She knows."

Tilting your head in confusion, Wally points at your books. Eyes scanning the books, you realize there's no science book in sight.

"Shit."

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lightwing-s · 4 months

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𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌 𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒

pairing: wally west x gn! reader

requested: yes summary: when sending a picture goes wrong, the last thing you expect is your coworker at you doorstep looking for cuddles

word count: 1,4k warnings: other than swearing, none

a/n: i unlearned how to write short blurbs today and everything is turning into an imagine. also, two posts in a day. don't get used to it.

reblogs and interactions are always appreciated ! ♡

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Being single during winter sucks, because you want to get warm cuddling somebody but you don’t have anyone to cuddle with and you end up cuddling your cat. So, there you were now, laid on your sofa, the snow falling down on your window, and many scratches in your arms because your cat didn’t want to cuddle you after all.

Fuck being single.

Bored out of your ass with the movie you got on tv, you picked up your phone and took a picture of you on the sofa, all covered in blankets, and an evil cat on your feet. Pressing the share button, you looked for your best friend’s contant when a notification popped on your phone but you bluntly ignored it and sent the picture to your friend with a message “no one to cuddle, not even Mr McFluffler”.

However, you didn’t send it to your friend. You sent it on your work group chat.

In one of your dumbest moves, you mixed the chats together and sent it by mistake to all of your work mates. The notification, a message from your colleague Wally, had propped the group chat further up on your chats list and you clicked on it accidentally.

You sent them a picture of you, on your pajamas, crying because you were fucking single. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuuuck.

Luckily, you had fast fingers, deleting the picture faster than the Flash could make it to England.

No one saw it, Yn. Relax. You were fast, faster than the Flash. Nobody noticed. And if they did, so what, it was just a silly picture. It could be worse, you could’ve sent them nudes. You tried calming yourself up, trying to assure yourself everything was going to be fine, and like clockwork, your superior answered Wally’s message as if yours was never sent.

A couple minutes had passed and you’d already sent a message to your friend, you two laughing over the whole situation, when you heard your doorbell ring. Weird, you hadn’t ordered food nor were you waiting for any visitors.

Jumping up from the sofa, you ran to the window, looking to see who the hell was knocking at your door at this hour, on this day, and in this godforsaken weather.

“Wally?” you asked, rushing to your door. “What are you doing here? How do you know where I live?”

It didn’t make sense. You’d barely speak at work, exchanging a few words every day, but that was it. Wally was fun, joked with everybody and never made you feel uncomfortable, you just weren’t close.

He did, indeed, make you a feel a bit nervous though, but that was silly, a silly little work crush that would never go anywhere because he he made you so nervous you were never being able to come up with a good comeback to keep the conversation going, usually just smiling like a dumbass and avoiding him for the rest of the day.

Yay!

“I tracked your phone.” he simply stated, as if it was nothing. Brushing you off, he took off his winter jacket and walked past you inside your home, your eyes wide open and questioning his entire demeanor. “You want a cuddle right?”

What?!

“What?!” you nearly screamed, feeling the burn growing on your cheeks, almost running back inside and hiding away in your bedroom.

“You sent a picture, sugar.” he explained nonchalantly. “You wanted to cuddle, because your cat wouldn’t?”

This can be real, you thought, just can’t be. “It was a mistake, I was supposed to send it to my friend and we were just joking.” you tried to explain, the words jumping out of your mouth before you really could process them, too overwhelmed by the sudden situation you found yourself in.

“So you don’t wanna cuddle?” he asked, stopping in his tracks, almost at your living room.

“I-I mean, I would like to cuddle, it’s just…”

“So let’s cuddle then.” he said, disappearing into your house and leaving you frozen at the door. You didn’t understand what made him come all the way to your house, and how fast he had done it. Why would he do that? Why? It was just, so confusing. It didn’t make sense. Your mind was doing turns and turns trying to think, trying to react, trying to process everything that was happening. “You really gonna stay outside in the cold?”

His scream broke you from your thoughts and you closed the door behind you as you headed to the living room to meet him. There, to your surprise once again, Wally had his long ass legs covered with one of the blankets, your cat, that treacherous bitch, purring on his lap as he caressed his orange fur, an unexpected match with his hair, with one of his hands while the other rested over the couch.

“I’m really confused.” you said, eyebrows crushed together. “Why are you here, West?”

“You ask too many questions, you know that?” he said, completely entertained by the cat on his lap. “You sent a picture complaining you didn’t have anyone to cuddle with. It’s cold, I also don’t have anyone to cuddle with, so I’m offering myself to fulfill your needs. And mine.”

“We’re not even friends…”

“Yn… We’re just gonna cuddle. Or are you thinking of something els…”

“No!”

“Then come here.” he grabbed you by the arm and onto the sofa, slamming against his chest as you fell down with him. He covered you with the same blanket he had over his legs and pulled you close, too uncomfortably close, and put his arm over your shoulder.

You had to be honest, you felt very comfortable cuddling Wally West, his warmth emanating from his body and embracing yours, making it all just… perfect. You dared to put your hand over his waist, but your cat bit it before you could do so.

Son of a bitch, you told him mentally. Wally’s chuckle stole your attention away, though, as he petted the devil, er, the animal that stretched on his lap. “You can hug me now, Yn. He won’t bother you anymore.”

Blushing, you were reluctant to do so, but Wally’s hand pulled yours to wrap them around his torso. “See, this is fine.”

You rested your head on his shoulder as you felt the hours passing, his own head resting atop yours. You watched two or three movies, cozied up to each other in what was a position you could get more and more used to.

It was then that a loud rumble had you lifting from your position and facing your coworker. “Are you hungry?” you asked, smiling at the awkwardly funny face he was making.

“Can we order pizza?” he asked back, and as you nodded, he stood up from the sofa, typing in a phone number faster than humanly possible and placing his phone on his ear.

“I never asked, but,” you started, following him into your kitchen. “How did you get here so fast?”

Wally’s eyes grew wide as he tried to avoid looking at you, the words missing from his mind as he tried to find an excuse. “I was close by.”

“Oh!” you simply replied.

Fuck it, Wally, he thought. Could’ve been a bit more subtle.

“I was walking by, you know. Just looking for something to do when I saw your message and like, thought it was a great opportunity I couldn’t let pass.”

“An opportunity to cuddle?” you asked shyly.

“To cuddle you, why would I pass on it?” His words made you blush redder than a tomato, looking down at your nails to avoid his eyes. “It was really a great opportunity.”

“Was it worth taking?” you asked again, looking at him innocently.

“Totally.” he stated. “You?”

“Totally.”

You listened as the pizza place finally answered the call and he ordered four (!!!) pizzas for the two of you. Fast metabolism, he mouthed and you laughed. “C’mon, let’s go back to cuddling”

Pulling you by the hand, he jumped on the sofa again, this time laying on it and leaving enough space to have you by his side.

“Don’t you think you’re getting too comfortable?” you joked.

“You make me comfortable, Yn. You should get used to it.”

“Used to it?” you questioned, pulling you to lay down on the sofa with him.

“Yeah, used to it.” he repeated.

Lying down now, you fixed your head placement on his shoulder, a perfect fit once more. A hand placed on his chest, feeling his heartbeat through your palm, you felt his arm pushing you closer till your forehead met his lips.

“If you’re interested, we could do this more often.” he suggested.

“Yeah, I’d be interested.” you said, not hiding the smile spreading on your lips.

“And we could, you know, go out on a date somewhere.”

“Yeah, I’d be interested in that too.”

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dccomicsimagines · 11 months

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One Day At A Time - Nightwing x Reader

Part Two

Author’s Note - Glad I finally got this one started. It was in my head for a long time. More parts are coming.

Voices were the first thing you recalled. They were different tones, some feminine, others masculine. Screams echoed from somewhere far away. Beeps sounded near your head.

You couldn’t open your eyes. Your eyelids had been replaced by stones. “Is she going to wake up soon?” one of the voices demanded. You recognized it as you heard it often.

“She can wake up at anytime.” This voice was recognizable as well. It gave orders a lot. “We will just have to wait.” Footsteps echoed and a door closed. You wondered if they were talking about you. Were you asleep? It was hard to tell.

There was scraping of a chair. Suddenly, someone grabbed your hand. They cradled it in theirs. Lips pressed to the back of your hand. “I miss you, sweetheart,” the voice you heard most often spoke. Sweetheart? You felt confused. No one had called you that before. “Please wake up soon.” Something wet dripped onto your hand.

Disgusting. You couldn’t pull your hand away. It was like your blood had been replaced with sand, holding you down. You endured it. The voice rambled on and on about things. You stopped listening and let yourself drift back into bliss of darkness.

***

Slowly, rising from the darkness and into the fresh air, you finally dragged your eyes opened. The light was bright. You closed them again, reaching up to rub them.

Your eyes adjusted to reveal a white hospital room with flowers everywhere. The ones next to your bedside were your favorite. Those were the same ones your brother would get for your birthday every year. A smile pulled at your lips. You glanced down at yourself, the paper hospital gown scratching your skin. There were heart monitors stuck to your chest and stomach. Odd.

An IV was in your arm. You pulled at it gently, shivering from the idea of it in your arm. Biting your lip, you tried to remember how you got here. The last thing you remembered was being at gymnastic practice. It was after hours and you were breaking the rules by attempting Olga Korbut’s uneven bars routine from the 1972 Olympics. Most of those moves were illegal now days, but you wanted to try just for fun.

The last thing you remembered was preparing for your dismount from the high bar when your brother, Wally West, and your coach walking in. They startled you and you fell hard. You frowned. Was that what happened? Did you end up in the hospital?

You pulled the covers around you. Where were those voices you heard before? The man’s voice. The one who held your hand. You wondered who he was? Rubbing your hands up and down your arms, you froze when you felt metal on one of your fingers. You glanced down to find a beautiful ring.

It was a contoured design, two rings fitted into one. You remembered Aunt Iris had one like that. Her engagement ring and wedding ring were made into one. Why would you have a ring like that? You were only nineteen and you don’t remember anyone giving a ring like this to you.

The door to your room opened. You looked up eagerly, hoping to see your family. However, there was only a strange man. He stared at you, eyes wide with a cup of coffee in his hand. His hair was dark, shaggy and falling into his bright blue eyes. You had to admit he was attractive and fit, even if it looked like he hadn’t slept in a week.

The coffee cup dropped from his hand and splashed on the floor. You jumped only to find the man suddenly hugging you and pressing his lips against yours. Your mind shut off. You didn’t move, unsure what to do. Should you scream? Were you being attacked?

“Oh thank god, you’re awake. I thought you would never wake up.” The man sobbed, breaking the kiss to bury his face into your shoulder. His voice triggered your memory. He was the one who held your hand.

You didn’t know what to do. Your brain was on autopilot as you patted his back. Maybe he was mentally disturbed and thought you were someone else? You noticed the call button by the bedside and tried to reach for it.

“Woah, hey.” The man pulled away, grinning despite the tears in his eyes. “You feel okay? Anything hurt? Should I get the doctor?”

You opened your mouth to speak only for it to be dry. Wetting your mouth, you cleared your throat. “I’m fine.” You looked him in the eye for a second before quickly looking at the flowers across the room. Your eye caught a bag sitting on the chair in the corner.

“I think my heart finally restarted. It stopped when you took that fall.” The man laughed. You looked back at him to find him studying you like you were the most precious thing on earth. It sent a warning shiver down your spine.

You quickly looked away, eyeing the coffee spill on the floor. “Is Wally here?”

You bit your lip nervously when the man’s smile faltered slightly. “He...doesn’t know you’re here.” The man took your hand, rubbing warmth into it.

“What?!” You blinked, heart skipping a beat. Oh god, did this man kidnap you? Were you even in a hospital or did it just look like one? Where was Wally? Where was your family?

The man played with the ring on your finger. He frowned slightly with concern in his eyes. “Sweetheart, you know he doesn’t approve of us. He won’t answer my calls, even when you got hurt, but we don’t need to worry about him. We got each other and our family. That’s what matters, right?” He ran his other hand through your hair.

Your blood ran ice cold. You had to escape. Clearly, this man kidnapped you and was mentally insane. Why did he act like you were in a relationship with him? Thoughts about all those old stalker movies filled your mind.

“Hey, you okay?” The man cupped your cheek. “Calm down. You’re fine. Everything’s okay.”

You forced a smile on your face to try to reassure him. Get him out of the room. You could escape then. “I just have a headache.” You rubbed your temple. Your chest tightened when his hand moved to rest over yours.

“Let me grab the doctor.” He leaned down to kiss you again. You turned your head, disgusted. His lips caught your cheek instead of your lips. The man frowned, but got up. “I’ll be right back, okay?” He left the room and firmly shut the door behind him.

Once he was gone, you got to your feet. Sharp pain shot through them, but you just gasped and stayed standing. You removed the IV and the heart monitors carefully before going to the bag in the corner. There were clothes inside. You ripped off the paper gown and changed into the sweatpants and sweatshirt inside. The clothes were too big, but you tightened the pants to fit you. There were no shoes, so you made do with a pair of socks.

Panic set in when you heard noise outside the door. You rushed to the window in the room. Outside was a city you didn’t recognize it. Scared beyond belief, you opened the window. The rays of the late morning sun hit your skin. Your room was two stories up, but you noticed a gutter drain nearby.

With somewhat ease, you climbed out and down the gutter drain. Once you were a few feet from the ground, you dropped. Almost landing on your feet, you toppled to your knees. Your center of gravity was off. Did you gain weight while you were kidnapped? You shook your head, getting to your feet.

“(Y/N)!” The man shouted. You spun to see him leaning out of the window with another dark haired man with him.

“No.” Adrenaline fueled you and you sprinted off. You were fast, but you were no speedster. Traffic was heavy in the street, but you ran out without a care, jumping over the hood of a car that slammed on their brakes to avoid you.

You glanced back to see the man already on the ground. Panting, you ran faster down the street, dodging people as you went. You had to break the line of sight. A child ran out in front of you. You jumped, using a light post as leverage to send yourself flying into an alleyway.

“(Y/N)!” The man was gaining on you as you fell hard on your knees again. The wind knocked out of you. Rage filled you. Why was your center of balance off? You could have landed that in your sleep. However, you got to your feet and kept running.

Turning several corners, you saw a coffee shop filled with people. You burst through the door, the bell ringing loudly. People stared at you like you were insane. Maybe you did look it, but you had a good reason. “Can I borrow a phone?” you panted, searching the room for a friendly soul.

“Here, honey,” a middle aged woman said, handing you a phone.

“Thank you.” You glanced behind you in a panic and ducked into the hallway that led to the bathrooms. The phone shook in your hand. Every part of your body ached, completely weakened by the run as adrenaline drained into all out terror.

Air was being squeezed out of your lungs, coming out in ragged gasps. Black swarmed your vision, but you blinked it away. The bell on the door to the shop rang. You slipped into the ladies' room and slid to the floor by the sink.

Knees pressed to your chest, you dialed the one number you knew by heart. “Please pick up, please pick up.” The man’s voice sounded outside, asking about you.

“Hello?” You sighed in relief, knowing his voice instantly.

“Wally?” Your voice cracked. Tears filled your eyes. “Please help me. Walls, please help me.”

“(Y/N)?” Wally seemed shocked. “What’s wrong?” His voice deepened into that tone he used when he was Kid Flash.

You crawled into one of the stalls when you heard someone tell the man that you went to the restroom. Reaching up to lock the stall, you got up to stand on the toilet to hide. You had to lean against the wall to stay upright. “There’s a man chasing me. He kidnapped me, but I escaped.” You held your breath when the bathroom door opened. “He’s here. Please help me.” Your voice dropped to a whisper.

“(Y/N), sweetheart, I don’t know what’s going on, but you need to come with me,” the man said loudly. He opened one of the stalls. You pressed your hand against your mouth to prevent a scream.

“I’ll be there in a flash. Where are you?” Wally’s voice sounded distant. He was already on the move.

The next stall opened. You whimpered softly into the phone. The bathroom fell silent until the door to your stall shook. You choked out a sob, losing your balance. Your foot went into the toilet, but you caught yourself. However, the phone slipped out of your hand and clattered to the floor.

The man kneeled in front of the door. “(Y/N), sweetheart, please tell me what’s going on. You’re scaring me.”

“Please leave me alone. I just want to go home,” you begged, ignoring your wet sock as you climbed higher on the toilet in case the man crawled under.

“We can go home, but I need you to calm down.” The man peeked under the door. You screamed, fresh tears bursting out of you. Suddenly, a loud gust sounded in the room and the man disappeared from the door. “Wally? What are you doing here?”

“What are you doing?! (Y/N) called me saying she’s been kidnapped and a man is chasing her,” your brother’s voice said. You relaxed slightly, suddenly concerned that Wally seemed to know the man. “And now I searched the city only to find you chasing her!”

The man gasped. “She said what?!”

The door of your stall shook again. “(Y/N), come out. I think you’re confused,” Wally said. You slowly climbed down from the toilet and opened the door. Wally stood there in a Flash suit. Strange, wasn’t he Kid Flash? You ignored it and hopped into his arms.

Wally held you tight. “Please get me out of here, Walls. Keep him away from me.” You clung to Wally like he was your lifeline.

“What the hell is going on?!” The man stepped forward. You broke out of Wally’s arms to hide behind him, watching the man as he stared at you with his brow furrowed. “(Y/N), sweetheart, I’m Dick. Your husband.” He pointed to his chest.

“I can’t be married!” You gripped Wally’s arms with a death grip.

Wally’s head snapped between you and the man. “Wait a minute.” He pressed a hand to the man’s, now Dick’s, chest to stop him from coming closer. Wally spun to you and gripped your shoulders. His green eyes bore into yours. “(Y/N), what year is it?”

You frowned, blinking. Your lips trembled. Wally never talked to you like this before. “2020.”

Dick’s jaw dropped. His hand slapped against his forehead. Wally stared at you with fear in his eyes. “(Y/N), honey, it’s 2023. You’re not nineteen, you’re twenty two,” Wally said calmly. He swallowed hard and nodded to Dick. “This is Dick Grayson. You married him a year ago. Without my permission, I might add.”

Your eyes snapped to Dick’s. “No...” Your knees collapsed. Wally caught you before you hit the floor. Dick’s hands clenched into fists, keeping his distance from you. Black swarmed your vision again. You blinked it away as Wally cradled you in his arms.

“This is too public.” The other dark haired man you saw in the window with Dick entered, glancing around nervously. “Get her out of here.” Wally picked you up and zoomed off. Sometime along the way, you fainted.

***

You woke on a soft bed with an older man hovering nearby. He smiled when he saw you open your eyes. The lights were dim in whatever room you were in. In the distance, you swore you heard bats screeching.

“Hello, Miss (Y/N).” He patted your arm. “Do you remember me?”

You studied him, but shook your head. He wasn’t a threat, because you didn’t even tense when you saw him.

The man smiled gently. “I am Alfred.” He held up his hands. “Is it alright if I examine your head?”

You nodded. A lump was in your throat, memories floating back to you. Alfred carefully ran his hands over your head, feeling for any bumps. You winced when he touch a spot toward the back of your head. “It hurts there.”

Alfred hummed. “I see.” He pulled away. “I am going to alert the others that you are awake.” You tensed, scared to find out what else you didn’t remember. Three years. You were missing three years. “Don’t worry, Miss (Y/N). It will be a calm discussion. We only want to figure out what is going on.” He patted your knee and left the area.

You pulled the sheet up and around you. Your fingers rested on the edge of the sheet, the ring on your wedding finger sparkling beautifully. How could you forget something so important? You must have loved Dick, right? You snorted. What a name. You hoped it was short for Richard.

Wally came in first. He smiled in relief, coming to your side. “Hey, glad you’re awake, sis. You gave me a heart attack when you fainted on me.” He sat on the edge of your bed.

Dick followed him. He started toward you, but stopped and moved to lean against the far wall. The other dark haired man from before entered and took a seat on the chair at the end of the bed.

“Here we go, Miss (Y/N). You should at least drink something,” Alfred said, appearing with a cup of steaming tea. You took it from him, giving him a timid smile in thanks. “I’ll bring a meal in a bit. Remember we are going to proceed calmly.” Alfred glared at the three men in the room. You liked him already.

“Let’s start from the beginning. What the last thing you remember, (Y/N)?” The dark haired man asked, leaning forward and studying you with an intense gaze, your hands began to shake with nerves. Alfred smacked his arm as he passed and the man’s gaze softened.

You took a sip of tea, gathering your thoughts. Sneaking a peek at Dick, you saw the pain in his eyes. “I remember being at gymnastic practice at Central City U. Everyone had left and I stayed to see if I could do Olga Korbut’s uneven bars routine from the 1972 Olympics. Oh my god, Walls, you remember how much I loved her routine. She was moving like an angel.” You grinned, feeling relaxed for the first time since you woke up to find everything strange and unfamiliar. A small smile pulled at Dick’s lips. You wondered if he liked gymnastics too.

“And you fell after I and your coach caught you in the middle of a high bar dismount.” Wally sighed, crossing his arms. “You hit your head, but you were fine afterwards.”

“I don’t remember that.” You bit your lip, holding the cup of tea tightly. “I just remember falling and then I woke up in the hospital with...Dick.” You met Dick’s eye. His smile fell into a firm line.

The dark haired man hummed. “You remember nothing else?”

You leaned into Wally. He wrapped his arm around you. “Just stuff before. Like growing up at home then living with Aunt Iris and Uncle Barry in Central City when Mom and Dad were having problems. Graduating high school, going to college on a gymnastic scholarship.” You looked at Wally. “Did I finish college? Please tell me I did.”

Wally chuckled. “You did. With top honors.” He kissed your temple. “Of course, then you ran off with Dick afterwards.” Wally glared over at Dick. Dick snorted. You glanced between the men, confused.

“Was I not supposed to?” You bit your lip when Dick burst out laughing suddenly. Wally narrowed his eyes at you.

“No, you weren’t. He’s older than you and was one of my best friends.” Wally pulled away from you, crossing his arms. “I made a mistake and invited him to my engagement party after working so hard to keep you away from this life, then all of a sudden, you married him.”

You looked at Dick, knowing you must have loved him quite a bit to piss Wally off so bad. “Enough.” The dark haired man got to his feet. “We need to focus on what’s important.”

“Bruce, we are focusing on what’s important,” Dick said after he stopped laughing. “(Y/N) might remember if we remind her.” He smiled at you with a charm that made your skin tingle. Maybe there was something there?

The dark haired man, now Bruce, shook his head. “No, there is something going on here. Don’t you think it’s strange that (Y/N) happened to forget about you? Three years is specific.” Bruce pointed a finger at Dick’s chest. “It’s very specific that the last thing she remembers happened the day before you met her at West’s engagement party.”

Dick sobered. “Are you suggesting someone erased me from (Y/N)’s memory? Who could even do that?”

Wally took the cup of tea from you when your hands started shaking so hard that it threatened to slosh out. “It’s okay,” Wally soothed, rubbing your back. “You’re fine, we’ll figure this out, okay?”

“Don’t you think it’s odd that a day after you two announced your pregnancy that (Y/N) takes a fall during patrol and forgets about you?” Bruce said, waving his hand in the air. “We need to open an investigation.”

Your blood drained out of your face. Pregnancy? You looked down at your stomach with wide eyes. Heart monitors on your stomach, the loss of your center of balance? Wally was staring at your stomach too. His face white as a sheet.

“Shit, Bruce. Just let the cat out of the bag, huh?” Dick rushed to your side. He hesitated before taking your hand. “(Y/N), sweetheart. Don’t freak out. You’re fine, the baby’s fine.”

“Baby?” You looked at him, chest tightening. Breathing became a struggle. Every muscle in your body tensed, trembling. “No, no, no, no. I can’t...I don’t remember anything.” Your cheeks felt wet, tears escaping.

Suddenly, you were in Dick’s arms with your head pressed against his chest. “Breathe with me, sweetheart. One breath at a time.” His calm heartbeat loud in your ear. You fought to slow down, trying to breathe in rhythm with him. Wally disappeared from your side. Your hand clutched at Dick’s shirt. He tightened his arms around you. “There you go. You’re doing such a good job, sweetheart. Nothing to freak out about. We’re taking care of it.”

You buried your face into his chest, breathing in his scent. He smelled of sweat, cologne, and laundry detergent. Your abdomen tingled as if your body remember that scent. You found you liked it.

“I’m heading out. Call me if there is an emergency,” Wally said. You looked up at him, eyes widening. Wally wouldn’t look at you and Dick, arms crossed. “I’ll let Mom know you’re okay.” With that, he zoomed off.

“But...” You blinked, your heart felt like it was ripped from your chest. “Why?” You looked at Dick. Dick smiled sadly at you.

He kissed your temple. “I’ll explain later.” Dick kept his arms around you as you sobbed. You buried your face into his chest, feeling so cold and alone. Your head ached as you tried to remember. How could you not remember getting pregnant or getting married? Why did Wally abandon you with these strangers that weren’t strangers, but were? Dick’s chin rested on the top of your head, not saying a word.

***

Dick stumbled out of medbay, exhausted and heartbroken. The bats screeched in the distance. The cool air in the cave made him shiver. You had cried yourself to sleep. Dick wished he could have comforted you, but he didn’t know how. What do you do when your wife doesn’t remember even meeting you?

Bruce was at the computer, working away on the theory he had throw out in front of you. Dick’s hand clenched into a fist. It was bad enough you were recovering from the news that you forgotten three years of your life and your husband, but to find out you’re pregnant and that someone may have erased your memory. No wonder you broke down.

Dick turned away from Bruce and headed up the stairs to the manor, needing distance. The absolute terror in your face when you looked at him in that coffee shop bathroom haunted him. He never wanted to see that expression on your face again.

Delicious smells came from the kitchen, drawing Dick toward it. His stomach growled. The last time he ate was that sandwich Alfred had brought him in the hospital. Dick ran his fingers through his hair. Was that a day ago? Time went by so fast after you woke up.

“Hey, Dick,” Tim said as Dick entered the kitchen. Alfred was over the stove, stirring a pot of what looked to be his special chicken noodle soup. Tim sat at the counter with a sandwich and a bowl of soup.

“Hi, Timmy.” Dick collapsed into the stool next to Tim and took half of the sandwich from his plate.

Tim watched him worriedly. “So how’s (Y/N)?”

Dick took a big bite of the sandwich. “Not great.” He mumbled with food in his mouth. Alfred turned to glare at Dick before going back to the stove. A jolt ran through Dick. Dick waited until he swallowed to continue. “She just cried herself to sleep in my arms. Bruce let slip that she’s pregnant, then Wally got all mad again and ran off.” Alfred poured another bowl of soup and set it in front of Dick. “I’m worried what the stress is doing to her and the baby.”

“This is why I suggested a calm discussion.” Alfred set a spoon next to Dick’s bowl. “Is she asleep?”

“Yeah.” Dick finished his sandwich and started on the soup. His eyes caught the ring on his finger. The one you had specially made for him. His heart broke once again.

“Well, I’ll prepare a tray and take it down. She needs to eat.” Alfred moved to grab a serving tray.

Tim eyed Dick and Alfred. “So it’s true then?”

“What’s true?” Dick glanced at Tim, frowning at how pale he was.

“(Y/N) doesn’t remember you or us or...anything?” Tim swallowed hard. The food in front of him forgotten.

Dick took another spoonful of soup, pushing away the urge to cry. “No, she doesn’t.” He froze, noting the shifting shadow by the kitchen door. “Damian, come on out.”

“TT.” Damian stepped out and came over to sit beside Dick. Alfred raised an eyebrow and quickly served Damian a bowl of soup too. “Can I see her?”

“Let’s give Miss (Y/N) space for now.” Alfred picked up the serving tray. “I’ll bring this down to her.” He left the room.

The three ate in silence. Dick slipped into his own thoughts, your face flashing before his eyes again. He dropped his spoon and buried his face in his hands. “It’s probably not permanent,” Tim said, biting his lip.

“Or it is.” Dick groaned, dropping his hands. “Do you know how it felt to see her so scared? She climbed out the hospital window and ran out into the street. Then she called Wally. Wally! They haven’t spoken in a year.”

Tim laid a hand on Dick’s shoulder. “I’m sorry.”

Dick glanced at Tim. “Why are you sorry? You didn’t do anything, Tim.”

“No, but I’m sorry just the same.” Tim pulled away to play with his spoon.

“TT.” Damian jumped off his stool and took his bowl to the sink.

Dick watched him. “Damian, you okay?” It helped to focus on something else. He’d rather comfort his brother than deal with his own emotions at the moment.

Damian spun and glared at him. “You are weak.” Dick and Tim flinched. Damian shook his head. “You are just giving up. If (Y/N) doesn’t remember you, then make her remember you.”

“It’s not that simple, Dami.” Dick got to his feet and came to kneel in front of Damian. “This isn’t something you can just fix.” He rested his hands on Damian’s shoulders.

“TT, then you take it one day at a time until (Y/N) remembers everything you had, everything we all had.” Damian jerked out of Dick’s grip and walked away. “Fool.”

Dick stayed on his knees. His body froze, shocked to his core. “So you’re saying I get (Y/N) to fall in love with me again?” He turned to look at Tim, who was nodding. “That’s not going to work. I don’t know how we did, it just happened.”

“You mean you don’t have any idea how you fell in love with (Y/N)? Come on, that’s not true.” Tim chuckled, getting to his feet and started to clean up the dishes. “You told me how you saw her from across the room and basically drew to her like a starving man to bread.”

“I didn’t say that.” Dick got to his feet and started to wash the dishes. Tim grabbed a towel to dry.

“Yeah, you did. It might have been after your wedding night and you were half asleep, but you did.” Tim smirked. “(Y/N) said you drank too much, but then Jason made that crude comment and you whaled on him.”

“Okay, I remember that. (Y/N) made me sleep on the couch until our honeymoon.” Dick felt a smile pulled at his lips. It felt wrong. Why should he be smiling when he lost the love of his life?

Tim laughed. “I didn’t know that part.” He dried a bowl and put it away. “I think if you help (Y/N) relive those moments, it might spark her memory.” Tim shrugged. “Unless Bruce’s theory is right.”

Dick choked, dropping a dish into the sink. “I pray he’s not. Who would do such a thing?” He grabbed another dish towel to dry his hands, shaking.

“Don’t think about that now.” Tim grabbed Dick’s arm. “Calm down.”

“How can I be calm, Tim?! My wife doesn’t remember me at all!” Dick threw his hands up in the air.

“Quiet.” Dick turned to see Cass staring at him, silently appearing like she always did. He should have heard her. Suddenly, her hand shot out and Dick fell limp to the ground.

“Cheap trick.” Dick mumbled, his cheek rested on the floor. HIs body paralyzed from the nerve strike.

Tim knelt down next to Dick’s head. Dick felt Tim’s thin fingers checking his pulse. “Little much, Cass, don’t ya think?”

“He needed rest. No sleep for days. Sloppy.” Cass grabbed Dick’s arm and pulled him up. Tim grabbed Dick’s other arm and they drag him out of the kitchen.

Dick closed his eyes, letting the darkness of sleep take him. The last thing he remember was being flopped down onto a couch.

***

You leaned against headrest, keeping your eyes on the city outside. “So we live in Gotham?” The car was clean and smelled like mint from the bat shaped car refresher.

“Well, no.” Dick cleared his throat, keeping one hand on the wheel while rubbing the yellowing bruise on his neck. You asked him about it, he just said it was what he needed. Whatever that meant. “We live in one of the suburbs between Gotham and Bludhaven.” He glanced over at you somewhat nervously. “Bruce bought us a house for our wedding gift. Decked it out with everything, even added a secret tunnel that would take us straight into Gotham or Bludhaven in minutes.”

“And Bruce is your adoptive father and Batman.” You frowned, playing with the sleeves of the sweatshirt you were wearing. Apparently, it was yours, but you don’t remember seeing it before. You sighed. It was a common occurrence nowadays. “Damian, Tim, Cass, and Jason are your siblings. Tim, Cass, and Jason are adopted while Damian is Bruce’s biological son.”

Dick nodded. A smile pulled at his lips. “Yeah, that’s right.” He glanced over at you. You met his eye. It sent a pleasant shiver down your spine. Over the last few days, you noticed you were feeling those shivers more and more. You played with your wedding ring, unable to take it off. It felt wrong to remove it.

“You’re Nightwing and I’m...” It was on the tip of your tongue.

“Redwing. Red from the Flash and wing from me,” Dick said after several seconds of silence. “You didn’t go out too often. Mostly to help me out if I needed backup.”

“And we both run a trapeze and gymnastics school?” You folded your arms across your chest. Your heart glowed with joy at having your dream job of teaching gymnastics.

Dick nodded. “And dance and boxing.” He looked back at the road. “We added those recently, wanting to reach out to more kids.”

Your eyes fell to the ring on his finger. “Did I give you that ring?”

“You did.” Dick’s hand left the wheel and was held out in front of you. You took it, feeling the calluses that were very similar to yours. The ring was a dark gray metal with no scratches or marks. “You had Superman make it out of some kind of Kryptonian metal, so it doesn’t wear or tear.”

Tracing the ring, you frowned. You tried to remember, pushing your brain until a headache blossomed in your temple. “I’m sorry.” You let go of his hand and turned away to look out the window.

“You don’t have to be sorry.” Dick rested his hand on your knee. You tensed. Dick flinched his hand away. “Sorry.” He bit his lip. “It’s okay, sweetheart. We’re figuring this out. One day at a time.”

Tears filled your eyes. He had been saying that a lot over the last few days. One day at a time. Like that was supposed to help you get three years back. “Are Iris and Barry really gone?”

“Yes, I don’t understand it all myself.” He looked at you as if you were going to break into pieces. “Apparently, they got sent to the future. Wally’s the Flash now.”

“Wally married Linda and had two kids who I’ve haven’t seen in a year because Wally hates that we’re together.” You took a deep breath. “Mom remarried after Dad disappeared and now lives in Europe. She agrees with Wally. Not surprising. She always liked him more.”

“That’s not true.” Dick drove down a street of very nice houses. Suddenly, he turned into a driveway of a beautiful huge white house. It was surrounded by trees, offering privacy from the neighbors. “Here we are.”

Your jaw dropped. “This is the house?” You quickly got out of the car to get a better look at it. Dick followed you.

“You like it?” He came to your side.

“Yeah, I just didn’t expect something so...large.” You walked ahead to the front door and took out a key from under the mat. It didn’t occur to you until the key was in your hand that your body must have remembered the motion. You looked back at Dick to find him staring at you with hopeful eyes. A lump formed in your throat.

“Go on in, sweetheart. I’ll get the car in the garage.” Dick climbed back into the car and opened the garage door. You pushed open the door and walked into the quiet, dark house. A motion sensor light clicked on along with a soft alarm. Your heart stopped.

Dick suddenly ran in behind you. “Sorry, forgot about that.” He typed in a code into the box in the corner by the door. A sensor popped out and Dick widened his eyes for it to scan his retinas. “There you go.” He turned back to you and started to lean forward, but stopped when you backed away. His face fell. “Don’t worry. It’s just our security system.” With that, he went back out the door to the car.

You watched him go. Blood rushed to your face when you realized you were looking at his butt. You covered your eyes, telling yourself that he was your husband and you probably could look at his butt. However, the embarrassment didn’t go away. It was a very nice ass though.

Slowly, you wandered through a beautifully decorated living room and dining room, stopping to study the pictures on the walls. There were a few of you as a child, along with you assumed were Dick’s childhood photos. You stopped at a picture of you and Wally as kids. Both of you were in swim suits with the blow up pool behind you. Wally’s arms were around you, both of you grinning as your mom snapped the picture.

Tears filled your eyes again, but you pushed them away. You had enough of crying for one day.

You explored the rest of the ground floor, finding the kitchen, pantry, office and a bathroom. It was so beautiful that you felt out of place. This was something you always dreamed about. Your own home, a place where you always belonged. You went upstairs. Another bathroom and three bedrooms. Two were empty, one made up into a guest bedroom. At the end of the hall, there were double doors. You swallowed hard and opened them.

The master bedroom was decorated by you. That you recognized right away. It very close to the bedrooms you designed as a teen when you couldn’t sleep after gymnastic practice. You would cut out photos from home magazines and print out pictures from the internet to paste together a mock room design for your dream home.

The bed looked so comfortable, you went over and laid down on it. It was as soft as you liked it. The comforter and sheets smooth on your skin. You stared up at the ceiling. Your dreams really came true, didn’t they? Maybe this was some form of karma. You got what you always wanted, but now you can’t remember the pieces that made it all happen.

“Hey, you found our room,” Dick said, coming in with the bags. You recognized one of the bags as the one you stole clothes from at the hospital. He set the bags on the armchair in the corner. “You picked everything out in here, I was just along for the ride.”

“So we’re both sleeping here?” You asked, stomach twisting with nerves. Dear god, it felt like you were about to have your wedding night with this man.

Dick paused, smile faltering. “No, I’ll be in the guest room.” He ran a hand through his hair. “I don’t want to rush things for you. It wouldn’t be healthy for you or the baby.”

Your hand went to your stomach. There was a slight bump, which you only noticed after you found out you were pregnant. Dick’s eyes watched your hand. “Right, sure.” You got up from the bed and wandered toward the door in the corner. It led to a master bathroom with a walk in shower and giant tub in the corner. “Bruce really went all out, huh?”

“Yeah, he did.” Dick followed you, leaning against the doorframe as you peeked into the shower. “You told him about the house you dreamed about as a child and he made it for you and me.”

“I told him about it? But I never told anyone about it. Not even Wally.” You spun to look at Dick. That pleasant shiver went up your spine as he smiled at you. His eyes sparkling with what seemed to be love.

“You told me on the night we met. It was after Wally and Linda’s engagement party. Everyone was passed out drunk or left. You and I stayed to clean while Wally took care of Linda. We got to talking and I offered to take you out for breakfast at three am.” Dick sighed. “We talked until seven am, telling each other everything.”

You blinked. “Everything?” Your eye caught the photo on the wall. It was of you and Dick standing in front of the Golden Gate bridge. The two of you gazed into each other’s eyes, foreheads pressed together. “Like this? Is this our honeymoon?”

“No, that was a trip we took the summer after we met.” Dick came to your side. He kept a safe distance between you and him. “We were keeping our relationship a secret. Linda and Wally’s wedding was a month later and we didn’t want to cause trouble.”

You hummed, noting how happy you were in the photo. “I wish I remembered.” Dick hesitated before gently reaching over to rub your shoulder. You forced yourself not to tense. His touch felt nice, warm.

“You will, but for now, I’ll remind you.” Dick smiled. His pain was almost hidden, but you could see it in his eyes. He took your hand. The contact alone made you want to cry. Dick tugged you. “Come on, let me show you the basement.”

“That’s not creepy at all.” You laughed halfheartedly, letting Dick lead you down the stairs to a part of a wall with a framed poster of the Flying Graysons on it. “Is it hidden for a reason?”

Dick winked at you. A jolt ran through your abdomen. “Remember that tunnel I told you about? Well, we don’t want that out in the open.” He touched the side of a frame and a fingerprint scanner popped out. “Always use your thumb.” He pressed his thumb and it dinged. The wall swung open revealing a staircase. “It scans you as you walk. If it doesn’t recognize you, the alarms go off and you’ll get sealed in the stairwell.”

“So this is like the safe room then?” You went in first, scared but comforted by the fact Dick was right behind you.

“Yeah, this would be the place to go if we have a situation like that. Of course, they’d have to try to get into the house first. I’ll show you how to lock down the house too.” Dick slipped around you once you reached the bottom of the stairs and wrapped his arm around your shoulders. The weight of his arm felt right. “What do you think?”

It was a huge underground base with big computer on one side. Costume displays were build into the wall. Three motorcycles and one military looking car sat at the far end. You pulled away from Dick to look at the workout area. There was a lot of equipment, but the only thing you focused on was the uneven bars.

You broke into a run toward the uneven bars and glide kipped onto the lower bar before doing a flip to the high bar. “Careful,” Dick chuckled, leaning against one of the punching bags nearby. “Your balance is off because of the baby.”

“Right.” You did a few backward giants before slipping into a few piked Stalders. A laugh escaped you. You couldn’t even begin to describe the joy you had. Your body ached for this.

You did a tucked Jaeger release before flipping down the lower bar. It felt unsteady, but you quickly adjusted to your change in weight. You did a toe-on release back to the high bar. Gaining momentum with a few more backward giants, you did a layout Jaeger release. Your grip slipped slightly, but you held on with one hand.

A scream slipped out when you tried to gain control. Suddenly, arms wrapped around your waist and you were pulled down from the bar. “It’s okay, I got you.” Dick pressed you against his chest until your feet were on the floor.

“I should have chalked first.” You bit your lip, face burning. Dick’s arms stayed around you. The walls felt like they were closing in. Reality sunk your stomach to the floor. Who were you if you couldn’t remember?

“You were amazing.” Dick started to lean forward, but froze when you pulled away from him. You avoided his gaze.

“Right.” Hot tears filled your eyes, out of your control. “I’m tired. I’ll go lay down for a while.” You walked away briskly, head down.

Dick sighed loudly behind you. “Okay, I’ll wake you for dinner.” You glanced back at him to give him a quick nod before disappearing up the stairs.

***

“I don’t know what to do. She doesn’t get up from bed and only eats what I bring her.” Dick stood up from the kitchen table and poured himself another cup of coffee. “I thought coming home would help spark her memory or at the very least cheer her up, but she’s depressed.”

Alfred hummed and sipped his tea. He settled back in his seat at the table in your kitchen. You were upstairs, still in bed despite it being two in the afternoon. “Well, that is not healthy.”

“No, it’s not. I’m scared for her and the baby.” Dick sank back into his seat. “I don’t know what to do, Alfred.”

“Have you tried talking to Mr. West again? Perhaps Miss (Y/N) needs someone familiar around?” Alfred crossed his arms, pursing his lips.

“Wally won’t answer my calls. I tried calling him, but he won’t pick up.” Dick ran a hand through his hair. “I called with her phone to see if he would pick up for (Y/N), but nothing. Her mother is not answering either, which isn’t a surprise. I debated calling Bart Allen or Jesse Chambers or even Jay Garrick, but I don’t know if it would be a comfort to her. She wasn’t very close to them.”

“I swear that man and his mother are almost as stubborn as Master Bruce.” Alfred stood up and moved around the kitchen. “Did Miss (Y/N) have any cravings?”

Dick smiled halfheartedly as Alfred looked through the cabinets. “Well, not recently, but before everything, she was dying for pot stickers and refried beans. We had them every night for two weeks.”

Alfred shook his head. “I suppose we can add a salad on the side.” He started to cook, gesturing for Dick to get out. “Now I need you to come up with a plan to get Miss (Y/N) out of bed. It’s best that we don’t have to force her out.”

“Right.” Dick sipped at his coffee and left the kitchen. He racked his brain. There had to be a way to get you out of bed on your own. He was a fool for expecting Alfred to come over and magically fix everything. Dick smiled. However, if he figured out a way to get you up, Alfred’s food would probably keep you up. It was going to be way better than the food Dick had made for you the last few days.

Dick wandered upstairs and stopped outside an empty bedroom. This was the room you planned for the baby. Nothing was in it yet. In fact, it wasn’t even painted. Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in Dick’s head. After all, you were still you, even if you didn’t remember the last three years.

***

“Oops.” You jerked awake, sitting up in bed. Your eyes felt sticky, your body more tired than you ever felt before. The master bedroom was empty, but the doors to the rest of the house was open. “Damn, which color was it supposed to be again?”

It was Dick’s voice. You frowned. Curiosity tickled you. You felt the urge to get up and see what he was doing. Honestly, you were waiting for something to happen. Wallowing in self pity and sorrow only seemed worthwhile for so long.

You pulled back the covers and got to your feet. The pajamas you wore were a little tight around your stomach, the baby bump revealing itself. You still couldn’t believe you were pregnant and married. How do you forget something so important? It was like you were living someone else’s life.

“It couldn’t be black, could it?” Dick’s voice echoed down the hall. Your heart jolted. Why did you have a sense of dread?

You went down the hall, not caring that you were walking around in pajamas and bed hair. Dick was in one of the empty bedrooms surrounded by boxes and paint cans. He was holding up paint sample cards to the wall, clearly deep in thought. “What are you doing?” you asked.

He flinched, dropping his sample cards. “(Y/N)? Oh, good. I was thinking of painting this bedroom. We were going to make this the baby’s room, but white walls are just so boring. I was trying find a color that matches those decorations.” He nodded to the boxes.

You knelt down to look through the box, getting curiouser by the minute. Inside was a ton of baby decorations, all circus themed. “Wait, you were thinking black for the walls?” You looked up at him in disbelief. Your eye caught the black paint sample on the floor. “Black? For a baby’s room?”

“Yeah, it would really bring out the circus theme.” Dick’s eyes were wide with innocence. You swore you saw a hint of a smirk on his lips.

“No, that’s not happening.” You got to your feet and took the paint samples from him. “I mean what are you thinking?”

“I don’t know. This is more your thing.” Dick shrugged as you tossed the black sample over your shoulder while keeping the others. You held them against the wall and glanced back at the decorations in the box. “I think we should go with this blue.” You handed him the right sample.

Dick grinned. “Yeah, I can see it now.” He came up behind you and held the paint sample to the wall. “I’ll go buy the paint.” You shivered, feeling his breath against your neck.

“Miss (Y/N), Master Dick, dinner is served.” Alfred appeared in the doorway. You crossed your arms.

“I’m not very hungry, Alfred. Sorry.” You moved away from Dick and toward the door.

“That’s too bad, because I made pot stickers, refried beans, and a green salad.” Alfred sighed and headed down the stairs. Your stomach growled. You found yourself following him.

“You did?” Wrapping your arms around yourself, you licked your lips. “When did you get here, Alfred?”

Alfred shrugged. “A few hours ago.” He disappeared around the corner.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m starving.” Dick came up behind you and wrapped his arm around your shoulders to lead you toward the kitchen. “We’ll finish the baby’s room later.”

You frowned, glancing back at the room. Did you really marry a man who thought black was a good color to paint a room? No wonder most of the house was your designs. “I suppose I could eat. Since I’m up and all.”

Dick hummed. You glanced at him, wondering once more what you saw in him. He was hot, you admitted to yourself, and kind. You pondered some more as you both joined Alfred for dinner.

***

With your stomach full and satisfied, you ended up in the baby’s room again. You offered to help with dishes, but Alfred refused your help, instead making Dick do them as Alfred had to head home to take care of Bruce.

Kneeling down next to the box of decorations, you sorted through it. There was were pictures of circus animals, a worn stuffed elephant, a circus mobile, crib sheets with lion and lion tamers on them etc. You noticed a lack of clowns, but then remembered the Joker and thought it was for the best.

“We have the crib, but it’s still in the box in the closet. Bruce and Alfred sent it over once we told them the news.” Dick’s voice made you flinch. You forced yourself to relax as he slowly made his way to sit down next to you on the floor. He kept a nice distance between you, sensing your unease.

“That was nice of them.” You bit your lip. Dick reached over to take the worn stuffed elephant, smirking at it. “That was yours, wasn’t it?”

Dick looked up at you in surprise. The hopefulness in his eyes panged your heart. You didn’t remember that, you just guessed. “Yeah, I grew up with Sikta. She’s named after one of the elephants we had in the circus.” He chuckled, glancing back at the stuffed elephant. “She used to tease me by spraying water on me when I was close by and I would sneak her peanuts.”

“Wow.” You felt a smile pull at your lips. “We didn’t have any pets when I was little. Mom and Dad wouldn’t let us and with Wally being a superhero. No one had the time I guess.” You shrugged, taking out a few classic children books. “These were mine.” You opened them to see your messy three year old handwriting inside. “I wrote my name in them because Wally always did it to his.”

“Is that your name? Wow, your handwriting has gotten much better.” Dick teased, leaning closer to look at the book with you. You got a whiff of his cologne, faded, but still there.

His words gave you pause. “Did I take your name?” You looked at him, blinking when you found him only inches away from you. He turned, his lips almost brushing yours.

“Yeah.” He swallowed hard. “You said your name sounded better as (Y/N) Grayson instead of (Y/N) West.” A blush came to his cheeks. “I was quite flattered.”

“Is that why Wally doesn’t approve?” You took a deep breath, breathing in his scent. It made your body relax. Your abdomen buzzed with excitement.

“No.” Dick sighed. He paused before slowly wrapping an arm around your waist. You found you didn’t mind the touch. “I don’t know for sure to be honest. He hated that we were together and that we kept it a secret for so long. Wally always said that he worked hard to keep you from this life. I think he didn’t want you to be apart of the superhero life and by being with me, you joined it.”

You pursed your lips. “Right, so I should be the one left out? It’s bad enough that I spend holidays alone with Mom and Dad when Wally ran off to save the world. At least with Aunt Iris, it was just me and her when Wally and Barry ran off. Less fighting and passive aggressive comments all the time.”

“Do you want to try to call him?” Dick looked at you with those sparkling blue eyes. You found yourself awed by them. Hopefully, the baby would get his eyes. They were so much prettier than yours.

“No.” You turned back to the books, picking up the Peter Pan book. Opening the cover, you smiled sadly when you saw Wally’s name crossed out and replaced with your own. Dick’s chin rested on your shoulder, looking with you. “I don’t think it will do any good.”

“You don’t know that.” Dick pressed a kiss to your shoulder. “But I’ll support whatever you want to do.” You felt him smile into you, feeling it through your pajamas.

You felt yourself crack like the ground during an earthquake. Your emotions swelled to the surface.

“I’m sorry.” Tears welled up in your eyes uncontrollably. You turned away from him. “I’m sorry I don’t remember. I’m sorry I don’t know you like you know me.” A sob slipped out. It was unstoppable. You felt like there was no way to put a lid on your emotions. “It’s horrible to see the hope in your eyes, but the truth is, I don’t know if I’ll ever remember because nothing here triggers anything for me.” You glanced around the room. “I don’t remember buying this stuff, I don’t remember anything of the photos of us, or decorating this beautiful home.” You choked, wiping your tears with your sleeve. “It’s hopeless.”

Dick pulled you into his arms, letting you rest your head on his chest. “It’s not hopeless and you don’t need to be sorry. You can’t help it. I understand that.” He kissed the top of your head. You relaxed, soothed by his scent and warmth. Your body certainly remembered him, but why couldn’t the rest of you? “I love you, (Y/N). During our vows, I promised to be with you even after death parted us. We’ll work through this.” He chuckled softly. “If anything, we’ll just have to make new memories and stop focusing on remembering the old.”

You looked up at you, smiling at his goofy grin. “Did we really promise each other that in our wedding vows?”

“We did.” Dick leaned down. His lips brushed softly against your cheeks, making your entire body light up in pleasure. “We’ll just have to get married over again, so you can have new memories.”

You blinked. “Do you really mean that?” His lips left you aching for more. He got to his feet and held out his hand.

“Yeah, I do.” He winked at you. “Come on, let’s get out of here and watch a movie or something? Maybe we can discuss what kind of memories we want to make while we do it?”

You nodded, starstruck. Now you could see how you fell in love with him. He was just so...charming. You took his warm hand and got to your feet. Hope was reborn inside you.

***

To say Dick felt great would have been an understatement. He was practically skipping through patrol. Many of the criminals he found were quite surprised by the happy Nightwing who wouldn’t stop smiling as he knock their lights out.

He finished up patrol early and picked up a few things. Dick couldn’t believe he was so stupid. You needed to make new memories instead of him trying to force the old on you. Yes, it hurt him to know you didn’t remember the first time you met, the time he proposed, the wedding, you telling him you were pregnant... Dick swallowed hard, pushing his own feelings aside. He had to focus on you.

Dick took the tunnel home and quickly changed out of his suit. He showered quickly before the food he picked up could melt. Jogging up the stairs, Dick felt like he could do anything.

The kitchen light was on. Dick frowned slightly, wondering if you were up. He knew he turned that off.

As he stepped inside, he froze when he saw a tall, masculine figure leaning inside the fridge. Dick carefully set the bag down on the floor and crept up behind the figure. He grabbed the figure by the back of their leather jacket and pulled them back out of the fridge. The figure grunted, elbowing Dick in the stomach.

Dick groaned before using his strength and position to push the figure into a hold over the kitchen counter. “What the hell?” the figure said. “You greet all your visitors like this, Dickhead?”

“Jason?” Dick blinked, feeling stupid for not recognizing the brown leather jacket that Jason always wore. He let his brother go. Jason groaned, stretching his arms. “What are you doing here?”

“I got back from four months in space yesterday, so I decided to stop by and get something to eat while on my way back to Gotham,” Jason said, glaring at Dick. “(Y/N) said I was always welcome. She even gave me a key.”

Dick sighed. He rolled his shoulders to try to relax. “Right.” He took the groceries out of the bag and slipped around Jason to put them away in the fridge. Jason licked his lips at the sight. “It’s not for you. Don’t touch them.”

“Why not?” Jason snorted, opening a cabinet to take out a bag of chips.

“Jay, did you get any news while you were away?” Dick closed the freezer and leaned against it with his arms crossed. “I’m assuming no, because you wouldn’t have sneaked in here if you did.”

Jason rolled his eyes. “I know you spawned. Tim sent me the announcement card.” He shrugged his shoulder, shoving a chip into his mouth. “Congrats, I guess,” he mumbled with his mouth full.

Dick held back a wince. That felt so long ago. You were so excited to send out those announcements. “Something happened with (Y/N).” He swallowed hard when Jason suddenly froze, staring at Dick with wide eyes. “She’s fine, physically at least. The baby is too.” Dick held up his hands. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”

Jason finished chewing and swallowed before he spoke. “So what happened?” His eyes darkened. Dick almost smiled. He always found it funny how protective Jason became of you once you joined the family. Then again, everyone in the family felt the same way.

“(Y/N) took a fall during patrol a few weeks ago.” The memory flashed before his eyes. He had to blink it away. “She was in a coma for about a week. When she finally woke up, she didn’t remember me.” He bit his lip, hating the horror dawning on Jason’s face. “She doesn’t remember anything from the last three years. The last thing she remembered was the day before Wally’s engagement party.”

“Shit.” The color drained out of Jason’s face. “I’m sorry. Geez, I could have scared her to death if she found me, huh?” He ran a hand through his hair at the same time Dick did. Dick noticed, but Jason didn’t.

“It’s okay, you didn’t get the message.” Dick rested a hand on Jason’s shoulder. “If you want to crash on the couch, I can introduce you. She’s met the others again already.”

“Why can’t I take the guest room?” Jason met Dick’s eye, having a ‘duh’ moment. “Oh, right. I suppose if she doesn’t remember you at all, you won’t just jump into bed together.”

Dick hummed, tensing when he heard a creak from the stairs. “So the couch is what I can offer you. We’re going to make up the other bedroom, but we haven’t got to that. I was going to set it up before...”

Jason snorted, tilting his head. He heard you too.

Dick sighed before turning to meet you as you entered the kitchen. You took his breath away even with bedhead and those pajamas that were getting too small for your growing belly. “What’s going on?” you yawned, rubbing your eyes. You saw Jason and jumped at the stranger in your kitchen.

“Sweetheart.” Dick soothed, reaching out to take your hand. You relaxed slightly. “This is Jason, my brother.”

“Oh.” You laughed slightly. “Hi. Dick told me you’re the one who causes the most trouble.” You waved at him shyly. Dick could see the grief in Jason’s eyes once he realized you didn’t recognize him, but only knew of him.

Jason quickly hid his feelings. “Nah, Dickhead is the troublemaker. Isn’t that why you’re knocked up?” He smirked when you seemed slightly taken back by the comment.

You blushed, taking a step behind Dick to hide your pajamas. A somewhat awkward silence filled the room. Dick cleared his throat, squeezing your hand soothingly. “Can Jay stay the night on the couch?” he asked you.

“Sure.” You bit your lip. “That would be fine. Sorry that the guest bedroom is already taken.”

Jason shrugged. “It’s fine. I’ve been sleeping on a rock floor for the past week, so this will be luxury.” He shoved more chips in his mouth.

“I’m going back to bed.” You slipped away. Dick turned, but you were gone as quickly as you came.

“Wow, so you weren’t kidding. She doesn’t know us at all. Otherwise, she would have yelled at me for eating chips and insist I eat some leftovers or something.” Jason sighed, rolling up the chip bag and wiping his fingers on his jeans.

Dick held his breath, listening to your footsteps as you moved around upstairs. “I have a plan though.”

Jason snorted, shaking his head. He grabbed a can of soda out of the fridge. “What? You’re going to hit her on the head again and see if it all comes back?”

“No!” Dick punched Jason’s arm. Jason winced, rubbing his arm. “I thought I could trigger her memories with the house and photos, but it’s not working.” Dick bit his lip. “So I decided to make new memories with her. Tomorrow, I’m going to make her breakfast.”

Jason raised an eyebrow. “Right. Well, don’t mind me.” He waved a hand and brushed past Dick to go to the living room. Dick snorted, holding back a yawn of his own. He turned off the lights and headed upstairs to the lonely guest bedroom.

***

You stood in front of the full length mirror in the huge bathroom, studying yourself. Three years didn’t change much overall. Sure, your hair was different. Maybe your face thinned out a little, losing the bit of it’s childishness.

You turned to the side. The baby bump was new. You remembered Dick said you were almost at the end of your fourth month. Running your hands over it, you smiled. Children had always been something you considered. Tears filled your eyes as you thought about finally having your own family.

Of course, you didn’t remember anything about your husband or the act of getting pregnant itself. You took a deep breath. “New memories,” you said to yourself. Dick was supportive of it and honestly you felt it was the only way to move forward.

The house was quiet for five in the morning. You had been awake since you heard Dick and Jason downstairs. Moping and sleeping for the past week left you full of an energy you weren’t sure what to do with.

After leaving Dick and Jason, you explore every single drawer and storage container in your bedroom. It was like shopping, discovering you still had amazing taste in clothes. Dick had nice clothes too. You blushed at the thought.

You rocked on your feet. Boredom was your problem now.

With a sigh, you left the bathroom and collapsed onto the bed. You reached for your phone and started to look through your pictures again. There were a lot of selfies of you and Dick, a picture of an ultrasound, shots of Dick’s family doing silly things, and lots of kids and people you didn’t know. You guessed that they were people from your gymnastics school.

But there was one person missing from your recent pictures. Wally.

Tears burned in your eyes. “New memories, but without my family.” A shaky breath slipped out of you as you opened your contacts and hovered your thumb over Wally’s name.

You remembered how Wally wouldn’t look you in the eye once he found out you were pregnant. How fast he ran out of the batcave, leaving you alone with people you didn’t know.

Your Wally wouldn’t do that. Never.

You hesitated, hovering your thumb over the call button. He probably wouldn’t be awake if he answered at all. You bit your lip.

Melancholy ate at your heart. You wanted to just see someone you knew. Uncle Barry, Aunt Iris, Wally. Even your mother or father would be great right now.

Your stomach growled. A blush came to your cheeks. You sat up and looked at the double doors to the rest of the house. “It’s your house, you can go eat, you can do what you want,” you told yourself softly. Blueberry muffins with strawberry smoothies sounded good. Very good.

You stood up and went to the door. Taking a deep breath, you opened the door and stepped into the hallway to shuffle your way to the kitchen.

***

Dick woke to the smell of freshly made muffins and coffee. He opened his eyes and jerked up to his feet. “Crap.” He checked the clock only to find it to be seven in the morning. Blinking, he rubbed a hand over his face. Did he make the muffins already? Why would he be in bed though?

He grabbed a shirt from the foot of his bed and headed downstairs. Your laughter drifted from the kitchen along with Jason’s low chuckle.

You and Jason were at the kitchen table with muffins and smoothies in front of you. Jason had a grin on his face. Dick’s heart stuttered when he saw a matching one on your lips. He couldn’t remember the last time he saw you smile. A real smile.

“Hey, I was going to make you breakfast,” Dick said. He straightened his shoulders when your smile didn’t fall as you turned to look at him. “I picked up the fruit last night.”

“Sorry, I was hungry and up early. I saw the fruit and went with it.” You stood up. Dick’s eyes dropped to your bump. Still there. Slightly. He wished he could rest his hand on it, but he stopped himself. You might not be comfortable with that yet.

Jason glanced between Dick and you. He took a big bite of a muffin. You turned away. Dick raised an eyebrow at him. Jason just smiled while chewing.

“Close your mouth,” you said, patting Jason’s shoulder. Jason obeyed. Dick’s heart fluttered as he thought for a moment how it was like the old you. You took out another plate and glass. Dick took a seat across from Jason.

“I was telling (Y/N) about my adventures in space,” Jason said once you sat back down and served Dick a muffin and a smoothie.

You smiled, resting your chin in your hand. “I think you were on the part where you got drunk on alien beer and found yourself in bed with a three foot tentacle monster and a six breasted woman.”

Dick choked on his smoothie. He coughed. You reached over to pat his back. Jason just laughed, leaning back in his seat.

“You what?!” Dick said after he recovered. Your hand stayed on his back. Dick met your eye as Jason told the story. His heart fluttered with hope, your touch warm and so familiar. He hoped this new memories idea worked. His heart couldn’t take it otherwise.

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sparkleofpizza · 11 months

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Wally West dating batsis - headcanon

A/n: So I had this sitting in my drafts since 2020, thought maybe it was time to post it. Does people even write headcanons like this anymore?

You are younger than Dick and a few months older than Jason;

You were the second adopted child of Bruce Wayne;

He trained you to be the first Batgirl - before Barbara;

You and Wally met when Dick asked for your help with a mission with the Young Justice team, you were more than happy to do so;

Your older brother needed your help, that was great;

The moment Wally's eyes landed on you he was by your side, introducing himself;

"Hello gorgeous, welcome. I'm Wally." "Hi, I'm y/n." "Pretty name for a pretty face."

He kept flirting with you until Robin walked up to the two of you;

"Y/n, you're here." he said happily

Wally looked between the two of you before opening his mouth to say to Dick he had a really hot friend;

Dick frowned at his best friend "This is my younger sister, West."

Wally had never been more horrified in his whole life, he was flirting with Dick's sister;

The shock only lasted a few days, he was back to flirting with you;

Every time he saw you he had a new pick up line ready;

You thought it was cute, but didn't think much of it;

Your brother didn't like it one bit, and you thought Wally was only doing this to get on your brothers nerves;

As the years went by and your father adopted Jason, Tim and Damian showed up, you and Wally kept up the same antics;

None of your brothers liked it one bit;

It appears that all of them saw Wally's true intensions except for you;

You had a few boyfriends over the years, some heartbreaks, and Wally would always find a way to cheer you up with his pick up lines and just his charm way of being;

He supported you when Jason died, offering you to stay at his place just to get away from the manor;

He was always there when you needed him, and that eventually lead to you realizing you were in love with your brother's best friend;

As you grew up you grew out of your role as Batgirl and decided you want to pursue other things in your life, such as going to college, getting a job and actually being normal;

You work at Wayne Enterprises with Tim, and since you gave up on being a vigilant, you became the face of the company, always attending to parties, galas and important events that your father and brother wouldn't be able to due to Batman and Red Robin;

You had a gala to attend and your boyfriend was being a jerk to you which led to a breakup;

You were a mess, crying all over the manor because you never show up to a place like a gala without a date, and not only were you without a date but you had just broken up with your boyfriend;

Your brothers were worried about you, Tim even offered to skip patrol and go to the gala with you, but you just kept blabbing nonsense;

Wally had stopped by the manor to talk to Dick about something and of course he couldn't miss the opportunity to talk to you;

Upon seeing the mess you currently was, he managed to calm you down and offered himself to be your date for the night;

If you didn't love him before, now you certainly did;

So you two went to the gala together, your brothers were suspicious because they didn't like the fact the Wally was always flirting with you, but Tim and Alfred talked some sense into them;

When you arrived home, very late at night, all your brothers and Bruce were awake waiting for you;

"Is this a right time to arrive home?" Damian questioned, crossing his arms over his chest "Not even texting to let us know you were alright." Jason shook his head;

It should've been an intimidating sight, watching all of them batglare at you, clearly unpleased with you, but all you could do was giggle at them;

"I am older than most of you, I was with a superhero, and I am fine";

You turned to leave to your room, still smiling and thinking about your night;

They didn't try to stop you to keep saying you had been reckless or anything, you looked so happy, you never arrived this happy from an event before, and considering how sad you were earlier;

Wally had been the perfect gentleman the whole night, making sure you were fine and enjoining yourself;

That man is perfect;

After the night of the gala whenever Wally saw you and flirted with you, you would always blush - something that never happened before - and would occasionally flirt back, until he got the hint and finally asked you out on a date;

You two went on a few more dates before finally started dating;

Dick couldn't even be too mad because he saw this coming for years;

He had mixed feelings, on one hand Wally is his best friend and he knows him a lot and knows he won't hurt you, on the other hand you are his little sister and he is a bit taken aback by the fact that you're dating his best friend and if things go wrong it will be very awkward, but hey, if it goes right Wally will be part of the family!

Jason, who lost a few good years of your friendship/sexual tension, was pissed;

Tim was happy to see you so happy, it was about time you two got together, although he was supportive, he did give Wally a warning before any of his other brothers could "I know all of your secrets, hurt her and I will end your life";

Damian was lived with anger, he did try to fight Wally with his katana, but the redhead just pulled it out of his grasp effortlessly, infuriating the little boy even further;

Bruce had to keep his tough guy appearance, but he was glad you were finally dating someone good, he trusted Wally and he knew the boy wouldn't hurt you;

Alfred was glad the torture of you two flirting without end was finally over, and also happy to see you happy;

You two did all sorts of things together, you started spending less time at the manor and more time at your apartment so Wally could hang out there without your family interrupting you two;

Soon enough you were basically living together;

He was literally the man of your dreams, you couldn't picture someone more perfect to have as your boyfriend.

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angelltheninth · 6 months

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Wally West Helps You Train for a Marathon

Pairing: Wally West x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, banter, teasing, power use, kissing

Flufftober Day 18: “Did you plan for this to happen?”

A/N: Another entry for flufftober, like Wally I'm running to catch up with it.

Running at full speed for hours was hell for you, great fun for Wally. Sadly this was what you signed up for when you told him you would run in an upcoming marathon that takes place in a few weeks. Wally, while excited to cheer you on and most likely follow along, was more excited about this part: helping you get ready.

He could run a hundred circles around the same trail in a minute, nevermind hours, and not break a sweat. You on the other hand were only human and jogging like this every day to train was taking it's tole on you.

"Remember to pace yourself." He reminded you while running beside you. You must have looked like you were moving in slow motion to him. "Don't start sprinting right away, wait until you see the end, then floor it." Floor it, as if simply running at a steady pace wasn't exhausting.

"I'm not sure how much flooring I'll have left in me." Your legs were already burning. "Any chance you could go instead?" Wally chuckled and kissed your cheek in response, then ran a little ahead of you, his red hair almost a blur to your eye. It was then that you realized, he wasn't just ahead of you, he was running circles and only stopping for that one moment that you would see him, "Show off!"

Once again he slowed down, keeping pace, "Look at it this way, I'll be waiting for you at the finish line, and when you pass it, no matter what place you'll get the best reward in the world." He blew you a kiss coupled with a charming wink and a grin to match.

On the day of the race his flirty affections proved to be just what you needed to make that final push. Although it wasn't as ceremonious as you had envisioned, your body failing you right as you crossed that finish line. Instead of the cold concrete road what welcomed you were Wally's arms as he slowly lowered you to the grass on the side where the other runners were resting.

You couldn't move a muscle anymore, “Did you plan for this to happen?” You grinned up at Wally who was grinning back at you.

"What? You in my arms? Maybe? But I really did want to motivate you. This is just a very happy bonus. And since you're clearly oh so tired, guess that means I get to carry you home too." He didn't even try to hide it anymore.

"Lucky you."

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prismuffin · 6 days

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Can you please do something for Wally West with a partner who's part of the BatFamily?

I'm sure I can think of a few short headcanons to write, anyway I think- Honestly you being in the BatFam is probably the reason you met Wally in the first place. With him and Dick being such great friends, you two were bound to cross paths at some point. When Wally had first met you he immediately found you attractive but with you being Dicks sibling it was a little awkward to try flirting with you whenever Dick was around. It being awkward didn't necessarily stop him though he'd just wait until Dick was out of earshot or go and find you himself to chat with you. You and him clicked for sure and when you started dating you'd opted to keep it kind of secret since you were unsure of how your brothers and dad would react initially. Damian found you two making out in your room once and completely blackmailed you otherwise he'd tell everyone. It was annoying, but you agreed. He didn't seem to care that you were dating outside of that. Jason was the next person to find out and just congratulated you before jokingly trying to give you both the talk, laughing at how awkward you both got. He did actually threaten Wally to never break your heart though. Tim found out...well...you're actually not sure when he found out exactly but you were trying to get out of training early to go see "a friend" and he just went, "you mean your boyfriend Wally?" You were shocked but he just shrugged it off, saying he wasn't an idiot and could tell you two were sneaking around a lot so he just put two and two together. After finding out Tim knew, you just decided to let everyone know. It could be considered risky but at this point you felt like everyone should just know, plus Damian can't blackmail you anymore so there's that. You'd talked to Wally about it and he was down so one day after a mission with Wally and Dick you'd found a point where everyone was crowded around for the mission debriefing. After all the important stuff had been said you opted for making the announcement right then. Obviously most of your brothers weren't shocked but Dick was. He immediately went to punching Wally for dating his sibling out of nowhere, your dad seemed to approve as long as it didn't get in the way of your missions. Dick wondered why no one else found this extremely shocking and they all just said they knew already which just made Dick even angrier after finding out that he was among the last to know about the two of you. He doesn't always hate the thought of his best friend dating his sibling as long as you two aren't making out in front of him or anything. Overall, you and Wally being together only makes you two stronger on missions and your family seems to approve.

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moonlit-imagines · 6 months

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warnings:

a/n:

requested by 🦊 anon

It was a nice, chilly day. You and Wally were curled up in your tent deep within the woods, blankets piled on top of the both of you, even within your sleeping bags. It was quiet and peaceful, until the two of you heard a startling sound, almost like a tree falling down. “Conner, no! Not the whole tree!” M’gann exclaimed, which confirmed your theory.

“So much for a quiet night.” Wally chuckled, kissing you on the forehead.

“Can you guys keep it down out there?” You loudly called to the Team outside of the tent.

“Just come out here, we’re about to start making s’mores!” Artemis called back and Wally’s eyes lit up.

“S’mores, y/n! Let’s go!” He joyfully said, helping you up and grabbing you a blanket. Once you exited the tent, the cold air felt a bit crisper, but it was just right for the campfire Connor was about to start with his fresh firewood. “I make the best s’mores, you’re gonna love it.” Said Wally.

“He really does.” Robin chimed in as you gathered around the fire pit.

“I’ll have to see for myself.”

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kittycurations · 2 years

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Making dirty boys blush …

feat. Dick Grayson, Wally West, and Kon-El.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀MINORS DNI! 18+ CONTENT.

cw. gn!reader, unprotected sex, mentions of filling (creampie.), overstimulation if you squint. Hasn’t been proofread.

note. I’ll probably make these into individual oneshots one day but for now, have these small drabbles of y/n being…naughty with their bf (⸝⸝⸝╸▵╺⸝⸝⸝)

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀· · ──────── · ❤︎ · ──────── · ·

✧ ﾟ 𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐎𝐍.

“Take the condom off,” you huff, hands gripping onto the loose tee Dick wore. “Baby wants me that bad, hm?” Dick grunts as you rode on his lap, hands having a stern grip on your hips. You nod needily, pressing your lips against his. It was a sloppy kiss, one that signaled that you and him were close to that euphoric feeling. “Please, I want you to watch as you fill me.” You muttered between the kiss as Dick was taken aback. Where’d this come from? This new side of you was making him hot, his trusts becoming sloppy. Dick lifted you up, pulling the soaked condom off and tossing it aside before sliding himself back in, thrusting into you until the both of you are sharing your release, ropes of liquid filling you.

“Look at you…” he huffed, slowly pulling out as hazy blue eyes looked down to watch the mixture leak out. “Where’s my good girl at?” He teased, his thumb gently rolling circles on your tender clit, pulling you into a sweet kiss.

✧ ﾟ 𝐊𝐎𝐍-𝐄𝐋 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓.

“Shh, baby. You don’t want them to hear you,” Kon placed a small kiss along your jaw, his thick fingers rubbing and curling in your walls before you bit down on your lip, huffing a bit. “Maybe I want them to. let them know who I belong to.” you whispered, finger drawing sensual circles on his chest as he let out a taut chuckle, an eyebrow raising. “Woah, don’t say things that’ll embarrass you later, princess.” he smirked before pulling his fingers out, your hand taking his drenched one and bringing it towards your mouth to suck on them. “Or, do you want them flirting with me? Not knowing I belong to someone as hot as you?” You press against his clothed hard on that was still growing in size.

A devilish grin grew on Kon’s face, jealousy brewing in his system. “You’re gonna regret you ever said that,” his voice was low, making you feel a knot in your stomach. “Good.” You smirked as he went on to fucking you until you’re crying and running on fumes.

✧ ﾟ 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐓.

The flirt himself in the flesh, hovering right above you, dawning that smirk while having his fingers interlocked with yours as you’re pinned beneath him. “You gonna fill me up, Wally?” You catch him off guard, your sultry words making heat flush to his cheeks. He dipped his head towards your neck to hide the fact that he was blushing, lips pressing gently against the nape of your neck. “Whatever you want and more, baby.” He hummed, hand pushing your legs open as he sandwiched his cock between your wet folds. “Mind using your powers~?” You bat your eyelashes, hoping he gave in this time, in which he did.

The multiple orgasms that he made you have was enough to make you unable to think, hands clutched on his strong shoulders as he huffed. You were leaking his and your cum, body trembling under him while wet eyes looked at him. “You alright, baby?” Wally sighed out in satisfaction, his hands at the side your head as he pressed his lips against your tears to comfort you.

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gatorbites-imagines · 1 year

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Could you do a 'Wally West x Male Autistic reader?'

Like the reader, tends to not speak much, but loves to listen to Wally talking about his day.

The reader has a couple of habits, such has scratching at their forearm when anxious, has a couple of vocal stims too.

Wally West x autistic male reader

Headcanons

I am very much putting my own habits on the reader in this.

Wally himself isn’t autistic but being connected to the speedforce always makes the speedsters seem antsy or twitchy, since everything moves so much faster than them at all times, so he could understand a couple of the things you go through.

He can end up speaking so fast that you can’t keep up at all, especially if you struggle with auditory processing, but listening to Wally talk extremely fast works pretty well as some kind of white noise. And since its him talking it always help you calm down.

He wouldn’t mind that you don’t speak a lot, since that’s just who you are, and he gets good at reading you, your vibe and your body language, if you struggle with facial expressions.

Wally keeps stimming toys on him at all times, both for himself and for you, since they’re good for when he himself cant sit still during the day.

I could also imagine him always having headphones on his person, the noise cancelling ones since he likes listening to his music and being in the zone, but they’re also very useful if you are feeling overstimulated.

When you start scratching your arms when you’re anxious, Wally does his best to help get you out of the situation that made you uncomfortable in the first place. Or he will hold your hand so you can’t scratch but since its him holding your hand, you won’t feel trapped.

Lets you mess with his hands, his hair, his shirt sleeves, anything really, if you need it to ground yourself or just need to do something with your hands.

He gets you some of those lava rocks with the latex you can pick out of if it’s the picking part that brings you comfort, or gets you other stimming toys or items to help you find other outlets than scratching yourself.

In the beginning Wally might feel embarrassed about talking so much since he’s scared, he’s talking over you, but when you express that you just like listening to him talk it helps him feel less ashamed or flustered about it.

It ends up becoming a habit, that when you are feeling very overstimulated and just need something to ground you, he sits beside you, holding your hand, and talking using the speedforce. It’s so fast you can’t understand a single word, but its good to block out other noise and giving you something to hold onto.

Wally quite likes your vocal stims since its something so you, since they’re probably something special to you like something from a show or game you like, or animal noises, or something else along those lines.

He might end up picking up the habit of repeating the same stims as you even though he isn’t autistic, it just becomes something he does from spending so much time around you.

Wally never minds your different stimming, even if it is making loud sudden noises or mumbling a lot, he’s used too it and just likes that you are comfortable around him enough that you don’t feel the need to mask.

I could imagine you somehow picking up a verbal stim that’s copying the zipping sound he makes running around, since it’s a comforting noise knowing its Wally, but also since it’s a pleasing noise to hear and make.

Wally is a great partner to have for any person, since he wont judge you for who you are and help you get out of your shell. If you masked a lot before getting together, expect to feel a lot less ashamed or wary after being with Wally for a while since he’s so accepting and helpful.

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imdeadinsidesiriuslydead · 10 months

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Quickly | Bart Allen x reader

Rivals/enemies to lover (if you squint)

not requested

warnings: innuendos, cursing, that’s it. Not proof read

summary: training after a really bad mission.

You couldn’t believe Bart. He had the perfect opportunity to catch Slade but went too fast and slipped.

he went too fast.

You didn’t know what is was about him, but ever since you joined young justice, you couldn’t stand him.

he worked off of impulses. I mean you should have guessed that, it is his name.

He didn’t stick to the plan, and effectively ruined it.

even after a few days it bothered you, it was still ingrained into memory. It haunted you. It pissed you off.

HE pissed you off.

Red tornado had scheduled sparing training for the team today. You had hoped you would get paired with Anita or Kon.

But as Red called out your names, your heart sank. You looked over at Bart. He smirked and you wanted to die.

You went into the practice room and got into fighting positions. You prepared yourself for him to hit you at light speed and try to predict where he would appear next before he could land another punch.

As he ran up to you, you tried to shield yourself, but he punches landed on your middle sections. Knocking the wind out of you for a second.

you quickly recovered, successfully locating his next move and blocking his punch and striking him in the stomach and jaw. He landed on the floor.

You stood in victory. Glad to have won round one.

Bart snared as he got up. He wasn’t gonna lose again. He wasn’t gonna be what Wally said he was. And he knew just how to push your buttons.

“You know, you should have tried that move on Slade, maybe he wouldn’t have put you out of the running and you could have stopped him before I had to fix your mess.” He said with a shit eating grin.

“My mess? You mean your mess.” You shot back. “You slipped and let him get away.”

“You could have gotten him on the mission before that. But is it only when I mess up that it’s wrong?” Impulse yelled back.

“he knocked me out last time!” You yelled

“Then you weren’t quick enough!” Bart yelled as he got into his fighting position again.

“You ditched the plan, you slipped, and the criminal got away!” You yelled as you charged him.

he dodged your attack, speeding up and hitting you in the legs, knocking you off balance.

”I saw an opportunity and I took it! Is that so hard to understand?” Bart screamed as he knocked you over again.

You tried to charge him again, but quickly zoomed away to the other side of the room. You ran again but he was father again. You grumbled in frustration.

“What am I too fast for you?” He asked with a smirk.

“Too fast to play fair.” You snap as you get into a ready position for round three

“Oh you want fair? Fine have it your way. I’ll slow down for you.” He laughed.

“No don’t slow down, I’ll finish you off.” You said as you grounded you feet.

“that a threat or a promise?” He asked with a smirk.

“both asshole.” You snap. He runs forward and you two collide.

he pushes against your frame trying to knock you over with his sheer strength.

“Don’t worry, I’ll finish this quickly.” He smiles as he pushes against you harder.

“bet that’s not the only thing you finish quickly.” You shot back, smiling when his grin dropped.

he ran back and lean forward at super speed trying to hit you with everything he’s got.

You block his punches and manage to get a few in before you advance forward and knock him over, not before he grabs you by the waist and drags you down with him.

you land on top of him, both breathing to heavy to say a thing. You pull back and look into his eyes to find his golden eyes already staring back.

You becoming hyper aware of how close your chest is to his. How your breathing becomes synched and how your body fit perfectly on top of his.

“Well,” Bart starts staring into your eyes with his clouded with someone you hadn’t seen before. “You got me on my back, now what?” He asked. His face was soft, almost innocent like. Almost.

you lean into closer to his face as his breathing hitched. His puffy hair falling around his head like a halo. His eyes falling soft as he gazed up into yours, as if he was mesmerized.

you lean close to his ear as he eyes fell closed “I’ll finish this quickly.” You whispered back.

He had no time to register what you said, not after you landed a punch square in his face,knocking him out cold.

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samstersv · 1 year

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SUPER-BOYFRIEND; wally west

•wally brings his girlfriend to meet his superhero friends

“are you sure they’re gonna like me wally?” i undid my hair for the hundredth time.

wally smiled from behind me. he took the hair tie from my fingers and with his soft fingers he tied it up himself. “they’ll love you baby.” he leant his head down and kissed the nape of my neck “you look beautiful. now let’s get going okay?”

i nodded and let wally put his arm tightly around my waist. i prepared for him to speed away, knowing i usually get nauseous on the long trips.

i felt my heels click on the ground as wally placed me down. we automatically intertwined our fingers as we stared at the group of heroes in front of us. wally brought up our connected hands and kissed my knuckles “you ready babe?” he asked.

i tried to show some confidence as i nodded. “oh there’s wally!” i heard a voice cherp. the girl speaking had freckles and reddish-brown hair. from wally’s stories and photos i’ve seen, i was aware that was megan aka miss martian.

“i want to go home now” i whispered to wally. now, the four friends sitting at the table looked towards our direction, all smiling.

wally, who let out a chuckle shook his head at me “i’ll sit through each and every episode of gilmore girls with you if you do this y/n.”

this bastard i thought as a smiled formed on my face “fine.” i gave wally a peck on the cheek before he began to walk towards his friends with the widest smile.

“hello everybody” he dragged out the ‘hello’ “this is my lovely girlfriend, y/n, n/n this is artemis, megan, connor, and dick.” he pointed to each of his friends.

“hey.” they all smiled and waved. i said hello back and wally slid out a chair for me to sit down. you sat between wally and artemis, dick sat on the other side of wally, then was connor and back to megan who sat on the other side of artemis.

“well y/n, so tell about how wally has been treating you? i swear if he messed up i’m gonna beat his ass.” artemis smiled at me but glared daggers at wally.

i laughed at this and shook my head “wally’s been treating me better than amazing. he leaves time for his hero work then plenty of time for me. he’s honestly amazing.

megan awe’d and artemis and connor leaned back in their chairs with satisfied smiles. dick gave his best friend a pat on the shoulder as a way of saying “she’s perfect for you, don’t fuck it up.”

“awh babe, you’re too good for me.” wally pouted all which made me blush from the tiny bit of embarrassment and the look on wally’s face.

“don’t make me regret saying it wally.” i pointed a finger at him. wally placed his hands up in defense but his smile never faded.

“really though, i might take y/n here from you.” artemis winked at me. i laughed and turned back to wally who now had a (false) scared look. he grabbed ahold of my chair and pulled me closer to him

“artemis back off from my girlfriend.”

“never.”

“okay let’s stop this before someone ends up getting thrown into the table and we are forced to pay for it. again.” dick chuckled nervously, putting his hand slightly out so nobody gets ideas.

“again?” i asked with wide eyes “this has happened before?”

“well yeah, the throwing each other into tables part happened a few times. once was me throwing wally into a table, the next was dick somehow throwing me into a metal table.”

i had an amazed look on my face as i sharply turned my head towards wally “why did you never tell me about this?”

“it was embarrassing.”

“—oh it was hilarious—“

“shut up connor.”

“you guys have to tell me more stories about wally, clearly he doesn’t tell me enough of the juicy stuff.” i folded my hands and kicked my feet under the table like a giddy child.

“baby no, don’t let them do this.” wally buried his head into my shoulder embarrassed. i patted his adorable red hair in fake sympathy.

“you can keep your head here but nothing is stopping me from hearing some embarrassing stories about you.”

“i have so many for you.” dick chuckled ominously.

“oh me too!” followed up megan.

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cipheress-to-k-pop · 2 years

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Boys VS Girls (Part 2)

"Todays mission objective: Interrogation."

Said Batman and you all shared glances

Ever since Batman had gotten wind of your little contests, he began incorporating it into mock missions

Once you were diffusing bombs

Another time you were simulating fire rescue procedures

And it seemed today, you would be interrogating each other

"Boys. You need to find out about: The Secret."

You all froze

The secret

It was the best kept secret that the girls had kept

You refused to tell anyone about it

Swearing that you'd each take it to your graves

Even when your boyfriend, Nightwing, had pleaded you kept a firm no

Which was quite an accomplishment honestly

Considering you had to turn down his sweet begging eyes

They had to admit that you all looked quite adorable with blood drained faces and discomfort

"B that's so cruel! Even for you!"

The reason all of you were so scared was because last week, it had been the girls who were interrogating the boys

Needless to say you did NOT go easy on them

Long story short, they were separated to cut the weak ones out

Wally was starved

Kaldur was put into a warm room

Conner was placed into highly stimulating room

And once again, Nightwing was avoided like the plague

He had already received his own training from B

So all you had to do was check up on him and make sure he hadn't escaped

While also giving him food and some cuddles

You could only hope he would return the gesture

But you could tell by the evil smirk on his face that you were dreaming too big

This would take all your strength

All your determination

And all the mental strength you had

And so you found yourself in a dark room with your hands bound to the chair

And in entered Wally and Nightwing

"Uncomfortable, are you?"

"Quite uncomfortable considering Artemis told me you have a thing for ropes."

Wally might as well have burst into flames then and there

Nightwing narrowed his eyes at him before turning to you

"Last chance to tell us babe. Before we actually have to do something you'll regret."

You scoffed

"I'm not scared of you two and I know that you're not gonna do anything that might actually hurt me. So why don't you just stop right here before you do something you'll regret."

You smirked and glanced at your boyfriend

"We both know I can hold a grudge."

That had his cocky smile slipping off his face

"Yeah, I'm out."

"WHAT? YOU'RE SUCH A SIMP!"

"I'M PROTECTING MY OWN INTERESTS!"

"PLEASE YOU JUST WANT TO GET LAID!"

"I'M INTERESTED IN THAT!"

You glanced at Wally

"Wanna try again?"

There was absolutely no chance they were getting you to spill

But just because Dick didn't want to get on your bad side

Didn't mean he was not afraid of poking the bear

The others got grilled for hours

So four hours later you were gathered back into the training room with Batman

They had very much targeted your weak link M'Gann

Once you saw her come in with that apologetic look on her face, you knew you had lost

They smirked at you, turning to Batman

"The secret is that Artemis didn't actually like Wally romantically until 2 months into their relationship."

A slow grin spread on all your faces when you turned to M'Gann who had a victorious smile on her face

You squealed in happiness, hugging her

"That's a secret but it's not the secret." Said M'Gann, cool as a cucumber

They groaned, accepting defeat

"I blame nightwing."

Your boyfriend glared at you and you returned it with a wink

"You're the worst."

It was then that Dinah decided to come into the room

Terrible timing

And it seemed she had heard only the end of this conversation

And immediately jumped to conclusions

"Don't be mad Nightwing. It's not like she stripped with him."

Utter silence

You could hear each and everyone's breathing

The girls looked absolutely mortified

The boys looked shocked af

Nightwing looked like you might as well have punched him

And even Batman looked confused

You hid your face in your hands to avoid the frown on his face

"Explain. Now."

It was then Dinah realized that she had made a mistake

"The guys lost, didn't they?"

You opened your mouth but all the words died in her throat when you saw the glare he was sending you

"Don't be mad at her Nightwing. She did it for me."-Zatanna

"And it was my idea."-Artemis

"Guys, it's okay."

You took a deep breath, shrinking at his gaze

"You remember Zatanna's shitty ex-boyfriend?"

"The one who cheated on her and took every available opportunity to hit on you? Vaguely."

Oh boy, he was really pissed

"Well, after he cheated on her, she wanted to get back at him. So I dmed him on insta and asked if he wanted to 'netflix and chill'."

You were really not improving your case

And with each word he just frowned deeper

You just hoped he wouldn't be too upset with you

You avoided the guys gazes as well

Although you could feel it burning your face

If Conner had laser vision like Clark, you're unsure what would even happen to you

"Long story short. I drove him up with me to makeout point and then left him there in nothing but his underwear until his mother came to pick him up. I didn't do anything though! And I sanitized and exorcised the car as soon as this was done."

Dick looked offended

"You let someone else take their clothes off in front of you?!"

You looked down, pouting at your lap

"I was there to take pictures." - M'Gann

"And I blocked the other path so if anyone wanted to leave they'd have to drive past him crying in his underwear." -Artemis

"And I was there with another guy to show him what he missed." - Zatanna

If they were being honest

They were kind of scared of all of you

Wally and Conner shared a glance

Is this their fate if they ever managed to piss them off enough?

You put on your best puppy dog eyes and the kind of pout that you knew had his knees weak

"Don't be mad? It was just a prank."

He looked unimpressed

"We're talking about this when we get home."

Uh-oh you know what that meant

You sighed, shooting a glare at Dinah from the corner of your eye

She smiled apologetically and averted her gaze

"I'm so telling Oliver about that time you got pulled over."

"Tell him and I'm telling about the incident at the last mission." - Dinah

"Why are you bringing me into this!? If anything it should be about the abs thing since it was Artemis' idea!" - M'Gann

You all froze

And then turned back to the boys

"There are more secrets?"

You all shut your mouths

They shared a glance before smirking

"In the mood for another interrogation?"

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makethatelevenrings · 1 year

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Day 31 - Threesome (Free Day)

Pairing: Dick Grayson x Wally West x f!reader

Warnings: dom/sub, dp in two holes, if you’re under 18 GO AWAY

Summary: Watching your lovers battle it out on the news was always difficult. You needed to make sure they were taken care of when they came home.

Kinktober Masterlist

You couldn’t tear your eyes away from the news replays of the battle on TV. There was something morbidly exhilarating about watching the heroes over and over again. The knot of anxiety that had choked you hours earlier loosened once you heard they were safe. Now, you were watching it to see the slender lines of Nightwing’s body as he leaped over some Joker goons and the blur of Flash as he took on Gorilla Grodd. You didn’t understand why the two assholes had decided to team up, but you were just glad that they were both back in captivity.

Any last vestige of tension in your shoulders bled out the second you heard the front door open. You were up and off the couch in seconds, your feet freezing from the ice cold linoleum of your cheap apartment.

“Dick.” His name exhaled out of you like a prayer when you saw him. His head raised and he dropped his duffel bag on the floor, his shoulders falling in the same relief you felt at seeing him unharmed.

“Hi sweetheart.” The endearment on his tongue made your knees weak and you gripped onto the wall next to you. You couldn’t relax fully. Not just yet.

“Where is he?”

There was no need to say his name. Dick knew exactly who you were talking about. He kicked off his shoes and ran a hand through his tousled hair.

“He had to run to Central to grab something. He’ll be here any second. I promise.” Dick wouldn’t lie to you, but this was one of those seeing instead of believing moments. True to his words, the door flew open and shut before you could blink and strong hands gripped your wrists. Wally yanked you into his chest and you melted into his touch, the unshed tears that you had been holding back all night finally bursting forth.

“We’re okay, pretty girl,” Wally breathed. “Everyone’s okay.”

A steady, warm body pressed up against you from behind and you shut your eyes with a shuddering breath as Dick sandwiched you between the two men. In their arms, the world quieted. All of the worry and fear dissipated as Dick drew circles on your hip and Wally whispered reassurance into your ear. Dick pressed closer to you and you could hear the soft kiss he planted on Wally’s temple.

You raised your face from where you had buried it against Wally’s chest and blinked up at the redhead. He grinned and cupped your face, bringing your lips up to meet his. A soft sigh escaped you as he ran his tongue along the curve of your lips. You could taste Dick on his lips and it just made you crave the touch of your lovers that much more.

Pulling away from Wally, you tilted your head back and swallowed Dick’s soft chuckle with a searing kiss. Wally hummed at the sight of you two, his grip tightening on your hips. One of his hands came up to stroke along Dick’s thigh, eliciting a sigh from the dark haired man that sent shivers down your spine.

“You never have to worry about us, pretty girl,” Wally murmured as he kissed down your shoulder. “Wing and I will always fight to come home to you.”

“I know you will.” You breathed in the scent of your boys. From friends to first kisses to fumbling hands, your boys loved you with all of their beings. You had been there for the serious injuries, the missing in actions, and the presumed dead.

But they always crawled home to you, bleeding and broken and your name on their lips.

You turned and placed a hand on either man’s chest. Dick’s blue eyes darkened as you trailed your hand down to rest against the waistband of their sweats. Wally inhaled sharply as your nails scratched lightly at the skin there.

“Well, I should leave you two to relax,” you said, pulling away your hands and stepping backwards. Their sharp, calculating gazes followed you as you inched back.

And then you were flying.

Well, not really flying, but you were standing in the entryway one second, and the next you were in your bedroom with a very, very horny Wallace West tugging you into a kiss. He yanked himself away, chest heaving with repressed exertion. Your boys were always keyed up after a fight, no matter how exhausted they might appear to be.

Which is precisely where you came in.

Quite literally…came.

“You better be naked before Rob gets in here,” Wally growled. You peeled off Dick’s sweatshirt you were wearing and instantly your nipples pebbled at the cold air. That’s what you get for not wearing a bra.

“Fuck, pretty girl. Strip and get on your knees.” Wally usually deferred to Dick’s control, but he was always dominant with you. You slowly pulled your shorts off, revealing the Flash panties you had picked up a few days ago. His tongue darted out to wet his lips and he watched as you tossed your clothes into the corner and then sank to your knees.

“That’s my pretty girl,” Wally cooed. He tucked his hand under your chin and cradled your face just as the door opened. Dick walked in, juggling numerous items that you knew would be for after he fucked you senselessly. Always a gentleman. Always a good dom.

“On the bed. Both of you.” He had his team leader voice on so you knew he wasn’t taking shit today. Wally dashed out of his clothes and took up his spot at the headboard. You moved to lay on the bed, your back flush against the scratchy cotton sheets that Wally insisted on.

You took a steady breath before opening your mouth, knowing what was coming. Wally looked to Dick first and once he got the nod, he slid the head of his cock past your lips. You shut your eyes, inhaling his scent and letting the feel of him consume your tongue.

Wally didn’t do anything but rest there. No thrusts. No jerks. Nothing. He simply let himself harden in your mouth surrounded by your warm, plush lips. You whined and flicked your tongue out across his slit, wanting to be used by him, and Wally groaned in response.

“C’mon, ‘Wing. She’s about to make me blow my load like I’m a fuckin’ teen again.”

“Patience, Wally,” Dick chuckled. You flinched at the touch of cold hands against your ankles, but you relaxed when you realized it was Dick. Lips pressed against your skin and then slowly made their way up, ghosting right over your cunt. You tried your best to not squirm, but you wanted Dick there so bad.

“C’mon, man. She deserves it,” Wally murmured from above you. You tilted your head up, slipping more of his cock into your mouth and Wally thrust shallowly into your throat. You gagged slightly and he paused, giving you a chance to breathe, and then started again when you gave him a thumbs up.

Meanwhile, a gentle kiss on your mound turned into a kitten lick across your slit. You sighed, your legs falling open further as Dick dove in. For a man who always used his tongue to sass villains, he certainly knew how to use it. You shuddered at the feel of his rough tongue dipping into your cunt.

As one of his fingers crooked into your pussy, you focused on making Wally come. You hollowed out your cheeks and licked along the underside of his cock, making his hips stutter and a garbled moan escape his lips. You would have grinned victoriously if Dick hadn’t taken that as an opportunity to start rubbing slow circles on your clit. The whimper you let out vibrated through Wally’s cock and he gasped, his thrusts picking up speed. You reached up one hand to roll one of his sacs in your hand, feeling it tighten under your touch.

Salty cum shot down your throat and Wally grabbed the back of your head, making sure you took every last drop and swallowed it down before he released you and pulled out of your mouth. Your cunt clenched around Dick’s fingers and you were so close…

He pulled his fingers out and moved to your head, sticking his soaked fingers between your parted lips. You obediently licked your slick off of his skin and gazed up at him. God, even when he was depriving you of an orgasm, he looked perfect.

“Up, sweetheart.” He grabbed your hips and manhandled you to your knees so you were straddling his waist. “Give Wally a kiss.”

Wally captured your lips with his just as Dick sank you down onto his thick cock. Wally’s tongue pressed against yours and he licked the combination of his cum and your juices out of your mouth as Dick lifted your hips, his cock dragging along your walls. Lips enclosed around your nipples and you whimpered at the touch. Dick suckled at one of your breasts while his fingers pinched and twisted your other nipple.

Pleasure surged through your core, but you knew that Dick wasn’t going to let you off this easily. Your jaw slackened as he bounced you on his cock and you were so focused on the stretch of him inside of you that you nearly missed the sound of a bottle opening.

Wally moved to kneel behind you, one of his lube-slicked fingers finding the tight hole between your cheeks. You gasped as he rubbed his finger along the pucker of your ass and then he slipped the tip of one finger in.

Pitching forward into Dick’s chest, you were pretty sure you went boneless as Wally slowly pumped his finger in and out of your hole. One became two and he scissored his fingers to widen the gap. You knew what they were planning and you welcomed it wholeheartedly. You wanted to feel the sweaty press of their bodies on either side of you. You wanted to be suffocated by their lust and love. You wanted to feel them fill you up and leave you dripping with their cum.

Dick felt your muscles tighten in your stomach and he immediately stopped bouncing you on his cock, settling you in his lap. His hands came up to cup your face and he studied your glazed eyes.

“You with us, baby?”

“Mhm. Yes, sir.”

Wally twisted his fingers, eliciting a shudder through your spine, and then added a third finger. The intrusion burned slightly and your breathing hitched for a second, but it quickly turned into pleasure as he shallowly fucked his fingers, adding depth with each thrust.

“Think you can take both of us tonight?” Dick asked.

“Please, sir. Want to feel you both.”

Dick chuckled, smoothing back your hair from your face. “Hear that, Walls? Such a good girl for us.”

“Just want to make you feel good,” you murmured. Wally let out a breathy laugh behind you and kissed your naked shoulder.

“You always treat us so well, baby. Think you’re ready for me?”

You wiggled your hips back, testing the stretch of your asshole with the girth of his fingers. You nodded and leaned forward so your ass was exposed more. Dick hissed as you clenched around his cock and you let out a quiet apology.

“Don’t you ever apologize for squeezing me like that, sweetheart. You were made to take our cocks, weren’t you?”

“Yes, sirs.” You felt Wally grasp your ass and pull your cheeks apart. He scooted closer and rubbed the tip of his dick, hard once more, against your hole. You greedily sucked in his tip and he sighed, as if he were seeing heaven. Dick adjusted onto his knees, sinking you further onto Wally.

They were splitting you apart from the inside, but you loved the burn. You could feel every ridge and vein of their cocks as they filled you up and settled you on their laps. Wally’s chest pressed against your back and Dick’s chest pressed against your own. You grabbed Dick’s shoulders and let your head fall back to rest on Wally’s as they started to thrust, one after the other so you were never ever empty.

They could feel the other inside of you as they alternated thrusts. Dick loved the feel of you clenching around his length and he savored the knowledge that Wally was right there, pressed against the two of you, and sharing in this pleasure. He never thought he would be able to have both of his loves in his life and in his bed, but the three of you made it work.

You were the perfect sweetheart, always eager to serve the two of you yet never taking their shit. You didn’t care if they were heroes. You only cared that they came home to you.

Sweaty bodies rubbing against one another, cum-tinged tongues meeting in the middle, and burning kisses along jaws and shoulders and cheeks were all proof that you three were alive and present and no one would be able to divide you.

You clenched around your boys and Wally looked to Dick for permission. The dark haired man nodded and Wally slid his hand down to where Dick and you connected. He found the bundle of nerves at the top of your cunt and pressed down on it, letting his fingers vibrate at a speed that he would consider to be a light jog.

You jolted, your walls fluttering around the two men as you came with a strangled cry and their names on your lips. Your vision whited out, muscles tensing and shaking with exertion and orgasmic pleasure. You were pretty sure your brain broke, because when you came to, you were lying on the bed, the feeling of sticky cum dripping out of both of your holes. Gentle hands stroked over your spine and you tilted your chin up to find that you were lying in Wally’s lap with your head on his thigh.

“Hey, princess,” Wally whispered. “How are you feeling?”

“Fucked out,” you answered bluntly. “Where’s Dickie?”

Another hand landed on your hip and the bed dipped as a glass of water appeared in your line of sight. “Right here, sweetheart. We might have been a little rough there. I’m sorry.”

You shook your head. “I wanted it. I would have used the safeword if I didn’t want it. And I know you two would have stopped.”

Because you trusted them. They were good men and good lovers and good doms. They were always on alert for anything that could go wrong.

“Alright, do you want a bath?”

You considered it for a moment, but you didn’t want to lose the warmth the three of you had developed. “Can we take one later?”

“Alright, but you gotta go to the bathroom, drink some water, and eat something for us. That sound good?”

You nodded and Wally helped you up and onto your shaky legs. He supported you to the bathroom and stood outside until you said you were done. The speedster appeared in the doorway with some clean clothes, already dressed himself in some plaid pajama pants, and he helped you into the clothes. It was one of his ratty old t-shirts and a pair of Dick’s boxers, but you savored the smell of them on the fabric. He bent down and picked you up, one arm around your back and the other under your knees.

“What’s on the menu, Chef Grayson?” you teased as Wally settled you gently onto the king mattress Dick had bought for the tree of you. Your boyfriends insisted on a fuck ton of blankets, even if Wally ran hot thanks to the fact that he literally ran hot. It came in handy for times like this when Wally bundled you up under a pile of blankets and settled a few throw pillows behind you.

“Bagel bites,” he answered dryly. “They’ll be ready in about eight minutes. Need anything?”

You beckoned him forward with a wave of your hand and he climbed into the bed on your left with Wally on your right. You curled up against your boys and rested your head on Wally’s chest, your legs tangling with Dick’s.

“Thank you for coming home to me,” you whispered. They shared one of those looks over your head. The look that meant they were discussing something without words. Wally reached over to the nightstand and pulled something out.

“I ran by Central to grab something. Today made us realize some things and well…”

The speedster held out a small velvet box and you glanced between your boys for a moment, words failing you. Wally flipped open the lid, revealing three rings stacked on each other.

“We can’t get married legally. But we can at least make it somewhat official,” Dick murmured. “You can marry one of us legally because if one of us doesn’t come home…Just in case…”

“Don’t say that,” you choked out. You picked up the slim silver band that rested in the middle of the two thick black silicone bands.

“Just in case, you will be taken care of legally and financially. Okay?”

“What do you say, pretty girl?”

You picked up Wally’s left hand and slid one of the rings on his finger before doing the same to Dick. Finally, you placed the diamond band on your own. Holding your hand out, you compared it to theirs.

“I think if you keep giving me mindblowing orgasms, then I’m in.”

Dick burst into laughter as Wally rolled his eyes. “I love you boys.”

“We love you too.”

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