#interactions. wally

[martieshub]

i don't have nightmares when you're here.

@4fter-hours // + ( liz x wally )

It'd been quiet, peaceful, something they hardly got when they babysat. It was a little weird how deafeningly quiet it was in the house. When he didn't have chaos he didn't know what to do with himself. He was lost in thought when his girlfriend's voice broke through. A small smile covered his features as his fingers hadn't halted their head massage on her hair. It was the little things now that helped calm the quiet in his head and he couldn't believe he was actually having one of those domestic moments with her. Something he'd only gotten in his dreams whenever insomnia didn't get the better of him.

❛It's totally because I fight your sleep demons isn't it? ❜ He teased softly as he chewed his bottom lip. ❛Do you feel safe?❜ It wasn't a question asked because he was an intelligence officer but because he wanted to know if she had finally stopped waiting for the proverbial shoe to drop.

[foolsocracy]

dont ask me how he got to nebraska i just like putting him in situations

[martieshub]

His thumb caressed over her knuckles as a grounding technique for him to focus on and not lull himself to sleep. He chuckled softly, ❛I did. Heels are uncomfortable. It was for a mission involving a missing performer. Couldn't go in as agents, we didn't have jurisdiction, the Nevada PD did. But I had a friend in the unit that wanted my help. So, had to get creative.❜ Depending on the day made his stomach turn weirdly. ❛Oh. ❜ Was all he said afraid to say anything that would cause some sort of friction. He hadn't room for a ton at the moment. ❛Could be reading into it wrong but is it safe to assume Vegss wasn't your first choice? I'm sure Annie would love to take you to the Cirque.❜ Annie seemed safe enough topic for her not to feel weird about it. ❛Not the Vegas one though. Don't think we'd ever travel over there as a crew. She gets heat sick. ❜

Once memo dropped him off on the bed he was told to go downstairs and be at Elizabeth's side. He was fine and wouldn't need him standing over him like he was a three year old. With that Memo hesitated and closed the door leaving him alone. As he walked downstairs he became quiet unsure of what to do or proceed. He turned the corner to see where Elizabeth had gone and took a seat at a random chair in the middle of the room. He was seated in the corner as he was right in front in case she needed anything. The impending doom cloud of their boss coming down to take over wasn't to be taken lightly. He saw the other woman scared and terrified but still managed to stay. He didn't say much not knowing where to start and waited for Elizabeth to come and see what else she had to say.

Wally was exhausted. He was sure his blood loss was a contributer to his exhaustion but he wasn't really focused on that right now. He had a bounty, more like his alter ego had one and he was now in a rock and a hard place. If he let himself be removed he'd get desk duty for a month and while that wasn't too bad, the repercussions would be too great. And if he removed himself then it'd go to Celina and he, putting his stubborn aside, didn't want to give it to her. Here he was on the edge of the bed facing away from the door as he rebandaged his ribcage wound and pressed his thumb into his palm to keep himself aware enough of his pain meter.

His phone buzzed alerting him to a face time call and he contemplated not answering but knew it was a bad idea given the caller ID said Diana and sighed. He answered and immediately burst into tears. He carried a lot on his shoulders that he didn't let anyone bear to carry for him. Diana was quiet for a while letting him let it out. She knew that was how he worked sometimes when he finally let that final guard down. ❛It's okay. ❜ Came her soothing voice as she managed to get through to him. She couldn't offer much but those two little words. Then asked to have the phone drop to his injuries. ❛You know, your book smart otherwise you wouldn't have been field rated. Take the night off, sleep and stay off your feet. You could let Cat eyes, ❜ who'd she call Celina, ❛take the lead and see where the money goes. If you want to catch them, you need to let them trip themselves up. All our kids believe in you not because you're action figure but because you think things through. They look up to how you handle situations that have no way out. Stop beating yourself up literally, other people have clearly done a number on you already. ❜

Getting off the phone he rested his head on the pillow, now facing the door and sighed. Once he stretched out he could feel his ribcage breathe better since everything wasn't pressed up against them. He had time to think about things but his mind went right to Elizabeth and the way their hands merged together. He had a thought about why she didn't pull away from him but didn't want to question that now. He was in more than enough pain to add emotional to it. His thumbs fiddled with the bracelet and took out his necklace to squeeze in his hands as he was lost in thought.

❝ Ah, Annie likes stories of being one's hero. No surprise there,❞ she chuckled. ❝  She's a bit of a hero herself and she has you to look up to too. What do you mean, you don't know where she gets it from? Look at you all, you're all such an intelligent good looking family, take your pick about who she resembles the most. ❞ It was true, the little she had come to know them, she knew that much. She was being nurtured by all of them in their own way, all those children were, it was a happy sight to remember. Feeling the way he seemed to collapse once he was done with his phone call wasn't a shock, she knew that he had been holding on for Annie, to comfort her. So the moment that Annie hung up, a small part of her had expected the way he gave into the injuries and let the pretenses drop. What she didn't expect was the way he reached for her hand, throwing her off slightly as she tried to remain composed, forgetting for a brief moment what they were talking about.

❝  Yeah, sort of. I wasn't there long. ❞ Long enough, was what she really wanted to say. While Elizabeth had never stepped foot in Vegas, Dorothy Shaw had and left in her wake a mess for someone else to take care of. ❝  Same? You wore seven-inch heels as well? ❞ She made sure to steer clear out of the state of Nevada as a whole on principle alone after all of that. Didn't want to risk being seen. ❝  I wasn't out during the day much but depending on the company, it made the sticky heat worth it.❞ She shrugged with a chuckle. His answer, was so alike him, that it made her laugh. ❝  I don't fancy myself ever going back, but I can't lie, the lights were nice. It does feel like a whole other world at night. But the Cirque does travel so you can see it anytime now. I'm sure the kids would like it if you guys when it comes back to town. ❞

His request was a simple one, one that she could honor. Her own aversion to anyone in the medical field helped make that answer a no-brainer. ❝ Okay, ❞ she said softly. ❝ No doctors, but you are resting. ❞ With that, she turned her attention to the other man. ❝  Memo, get him upstairs. I'll head into the kitchen and deal with the other problem. ❞ She carefully scooted to the side and held his head up with her hands as she tried to get him into a sitting position as gently as she could, given the situation. The quicker she took care of this, the better, there were still so many questions left answered and she would need him ready and rested. ❝ I will be up in a bit to make sure you're doing okay and resting. No, leaving angry this time, okay? We'll talk tings over when you rest a bit. ❞ They would need to have a real serious conversation about the dynamics of this all now that the shit was hitting the fan.

Making sure that Memo was there to help him, she made her way back into the villa to handle anything else that needed to be taken care of. While also making sure that no one was around to him in such a state. The last thing they needed was something like this getting out, they would be fish in a barrel. No, she wouldn't let that happen.

[mysterycitrus]

huge fan of contemplating bruce wayne’s particular mental illness (intrusive thoughts, suicidal ideation, passive self harm, rituals, mood swings, psychosis, compartmentalisation, some degree of narcissistic control etc) and how relatively normalised it is among his kids but PARTICULARLY wrt dick and cass who i think in many ways embody many of his most destructive traits and being profoundly good and kind people with a great deal of love. in contrast to like. shallow readings of the batman mythos wrt institutionalised mental illness (‘batman beats up the poor’ and such) like wow maybe if anyone in comics could engage w this in a meaningful way would be great. perhaps stigmatisation of disorders generally is bad for everyone

[bisexualmultifandommess]

Simon can only see Maddie so in the season finale when she’s saying goodbye to Charley, Rhonda and Wally and hugs them is he seeing her air hug or what

[radioactive-earthshine]

I would love it if Guy was the one to clock Bart Allen as autistic like within twenty minutes of actually interacting with him and Guy being just like "Look. Yes the kid can be a lot for people, but we're obviously a lot for him too, I think that kid needs to be screened for autism."

And ofc there is some push back (bc there almost always is🙄) from either Max or Wally is adamant "there is nothing wrong with Bart he just needs to learn how to be normal" and Guy is just left there mentally trying to decide how to unpack that like...

[martieshub]

That plan sounded good to him. Of course, they didn't leave room for said husband to have a say but whatever he was imaginary anyway. ❛I like that. I feel better about it now. You're not gonna ditch me for watermelon head. ❜ he laughed as she made a noticeable expression and covered his face. ❛Bat those eyelashes his way. If anyone says anything it'll just be seen as he went into the archives. ❜

❛When we go to those boring mandated bureau parties you're my date and everyone thinks you and I are a thing. So, yeah I think I get the girlfriend perk. We also have Sunday dinners like the elderly people we are. Oh and we go to the park festivals. I would say bars but we only go when we want to go play darts and you basically drink my shots. How could I forget this one, you often crash at my place and you have half of my shit in your bathroom cabinets. So, pretty much welcome to dating. ❜ this was the easiest rib he ever had done. He hadn't realized how much they each were part of their lives until he listed it off. They were never not together which should have felt weird but it felt nice. Maybe in another world they were currently dating. ❛Imagine Earth 24 us being married and having a bunch of kids or something? Or Earth 32 us being old people with great grandkids. What do you think our offspring would look like? Go with me here. It'd be wild if they were blonde and blue eyed. They'd have your forehead frown.❜ he laughed as he could imagine it. His eyes sparkled and pointed at her. ❛See. You like bossy. It sounds like you want me to bring it out often. Noted. ❜

❛Ugh, rude.❜ She tried feigning offense as she rolled her eyes, but a smile inevitably broke on her lips. ❛But fair enough, I guess. I could just ditch the husband when you and I hang out, so our best friend agreement remains.❜ Now, why was she ditching a hypothetical spouse? Who knows, no one should read into that. Perhaps it was just the protective nature they both shared over each other. It came with the best friend title, especially after a few years of being friends. She only experienced it a few times - interested parties approaching him, and she was already thinking of ten different things that were off about them.

Laurel laughed as his familiar eeyore voice made a return. ❛You are very welcome! Always here to point out your qualities.❜ Her frown was quick to make its presence known, nose scrunching up before she stuck her tongue out to make her disgust even more obvious. She may have noticed the looks, but Laurel rarely paid attention to any of it. The bureau was still such a boy's club that anything remotely close to flirting always felt like it had a lesson attached to it. So, she rather not bother. ❛A crush? God, no. We need to get him shipped to Kansas City asap. I mean I'll do it, bat my eyelashes and do the sweet smile, the whole works. I won't be happy about it, but if it gets us the card. Hard pass on the first born though.❜

He made a lot of good points regarding his hoodies, especially about how lucky she was. Who else would let her get away with so much thievery? ❛I am very lucky there, can't even argue with that. Oh, that's a good way to put it! Boyfriend perks, I kind of like that. Probably less room for error. But, am I contributing equally then? Giving you girlfriend perks without the actual girlfriend?❜ Now, she was just curious. Laurel wouldn't want this friendship to be one-sided, with just her getting perks from him and her giving nothing in return. ❛If it's been every signal already, then yeah, I'm definitely blind. A kiss? Hm, I'd like to see you try. You wouldn't dare,❜ she teased playfully. They had never crossed that line, and sure - maybe she thought about it once or twice. Surely, all friends had a far-fetched idea here and there, but nothing to worry about, so teasing him was no harm. It would only be fucked up if there were any feelings between them. Laurel took one extra second to look over at him, a mischievous smile forming. In the next second, she only shrugged and turned her attention back to the road when the light turned green. ❛True that, I do like the bossy side of you, though it's rare for you. I feel like i don't see it often. Maybe if you bring it out more often, you'll climb the ranks faster.❜

[martieshub]

@4fter-hours sent: [ comfort ] // shoulder touch prompt list

the sender, noticing a visibly upset receiver, solemnly moves to their side, and places a hand on their shoulder in an effort to comfort them.

❛We were better off! ❜

Moments like these he was glad none of the kids were there to watch this or see this poor excuse of father interact with them.

Out of all the ways he wanted his girlfriend to meet the extended family, this was not how he imagined it'd go. He was far past embarrassed to care on that surface level but he was livid. As much as he said he didn't care, somewhere deep inside he did. If anyone asked him why, the answer would be the same. He had no idea. Pity could be a reason but he didn't really want to have that for a man's family he hardly even knew. Of course he wanted money. Money was all he saw when it came to remembering he once had a family. The drunken state in which Louis was currently displaying made Wally's skin crawl. He'd remembered the times he saw the same anguish on the other's face. How he turned anguish and fear into emotional weapons against them. He felt as he did when he was five. Helpless. This was such a fun look he thought. The façades dropped and all that was left were of a young scarred boy who only wanted to show his father love, hoping a dash of unconditional love would somehow fix him.

Feeling Elizabeth's hand on his shoulder he reached up and interlocked their fingers together and started rubbing them. Placing his cheek on their twined hands. ❛Still sure you want to stick around? ❜ He said it in a teasing tone but wouldn't blame her if she wanted out. This was the very reason he didn't talk about his father's side. Aside from it being complicated and messy, there was no point to give a stranger basically, the time of day. It used to be painful to watch them make asses out of themselves but now he felt nothing. Maybe there was such a thing as feeling too much.

[bobbinalong]

jon and wally

[nostalgiclittlespace]

Welcome Home Agere Moodboard

(Pics are not mine!)

[martieshub]

He couldn't help but smile amusedly at Emily. ❛What if I bribe you? I have been told they work wonders. Although some have called it my charming tactics. ❜ Hearing Delilah's excited voice he knew odds of him saying no would be slim. Whatever she wanted she'd get. He knew that'd be a big problem later on in life. But for now there was no harm. Locking his free hand with Emily's he gave it a light squeeze. ❛Little Jubilee wants ice cream. Ice cream it is. Could do us some good to sit. You know, your blue eyes are kyrptonite. Unfair. What flavor are you thinking? ❜

❝I can't, sorry, Wally❞ she replied, letting a smile play on her lips. When Wally asked where they were going next, Delilah clapped her hands on Emily's arms and shouted, ❝Ice cream!❞ which made Emily laugh. ❝Ice cream isn't exactly an animal, Delilah❞ she joked, her blue eyes searching for Wally's. She wasn't sure if she could offer ice cream to the kids, so she let him decide if they could or not. ❝Can we, uncle Wally?❞ she asked, about the ice cream.

[lizaisdrawing]

A calm outing 🌤️

[dcdreamblog]

I know a guy who says the original Teen Titans; Robin, Kid Flash, Wonder Girl, Speedy and Aqualad shouldn't be counted as an actual team rather just a bunch of sidekicks hanging around together and the later group where Cyborg, Starfire, Raven and Changeling(Beast Boy?) joined up should be counted as the first actual team of Teen Titans. Does anyone else agree with that or is he as weird as I think

What a ridiculous thing to say.

(Breakfast Club parody Album Cover the "Fab Five" produced in support of a homeless teens charity. The Album contains favorite songs selected by each Titan)

To call the original "Fab Five" Titans just an after school club for sidekicks is not only super dismissive of that work they actually did (they saved a lot of lives and you shouldn't talk about sidekicks that way in general), it just doesn't square with reality.

The Teen Titans took distress calls from teens all over the country, they literally had methods of contact for young people to follow to get in touch with them if they needed help. On top of that they were constantly active in child and teen centric charity work all over the country and the world, as the example above proves. The Titans weren't just active as a crime fighting group, they were probably the most publically approachable and responsive superhero team...ever! I can't think of a single hero outfit that was as constantly communicative the way the original Titans were. If your parents are of a certain age, or if YOU are of a certain age, you can tell folks all about it right below.

[cl0udam0rsea]

“¡Surprise!”

Homeward Comic! :oD at least the intro~

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[martieshub]

At the mention of the name Lynne he made a face, honest to god that was a terrible name. It reminded him of his grandmother on his father's side and that wasn't a good thing. ❛Yeah, sorry to say this but that is a grandmother's name. Mine actually. And that is horrible. I hate her so, not that I hate you or anything. Is that what your parents call you when you're about to be scolded or something? ❜  Personally, he was having fun. This was nice and it didn't actually require him to use his brain. A conversation that once they parted ways would fly like the wind. He wiped his hand over his forehead in a whew motion and smiled. ❛Cool. At least you're not one of those nutty people. Can rest easy now. ❜ Gathering himself up from the floor and making sure he had his wallet and key card he couldn't help but laugh hearing what she had said. ❛Not only would that be a dick move but wow I'd be a terrible person if I did that. Don't worry. I really didn't care you were here. It was a surprise sure but not something I'd get my boxers in a twist over. Your room is secured for the night. Come on, good food awaits us. Do you drink? ❜ He had to ask then he'd know where they were headed.

"Either way, I get to sleep, so sure, if you say so," she smirked. It wouldn't have offended her if he told her she did snore though. It'd be useful information to know, especially in her line of work. Her tongue clucked on the roof of her mouth. "Weirdly I haven't, but I do find that nickname better than Lynne. I always feel like a fifty year old woman when people call me that." But it was a name she went by when clients wanted her to seem more 'sophisticated' when introducing her to their peers. Jocelyn laughed, a few accounts already coming to mind at his mention of it. "I'm not a post pictures type of girl." She didn't want much accessible information about her life for anyone to see. "More of a post reels that'll disappear eventually type of person." And while Eli hadn't given her any noticeable red flags, she still found him odd. Telling her to stay and now inviting her to lunch? All odd. But she didn't mind rolling with it - better to get what she can now in case he changed his mind later. "I could eat. But if this is a ruse to get me to leave so you can just lock me out without saying anything, I'm telling you now, you can just kick me out. I promise you get brownie points for simply not calling security on me when you had the chance."

[martieshub]

@4fter-hours sent: [ shield ] // shoulder touch prompt list

the sender catches hold of the receiver's shoulder and draws them back and away from a threat, pulling them behind them for their safety.

The moment not one not two but five came out like they were linked from the elbows, he knew this was a nest best not kicked. Running his mouth had never been more useful than it was in that moment. Staring at the back of Elizabeth's head , momentarily subdued whatever emotion that ran rampant into one that focused and zeroed in on what grounded him. For the briefest of moments he focused on the way Elizabeth took on a protective stance, it wasn't surprising since he did hear her say if it came down to it, she'd do whatever it took for him to go back home to his family. But there was something else here, something he hadn't quite put his finger on. She cared. Cared about him, whether he died or survived. It took him back for a second realizing that not only did she care but it didn't take her a moment to think it over placing herself as the shield.

He didn't realize when he'd stepped onto the concrete and was about a foot away from the threatening wombats in human form when he shook out of his thoughts and half whispered and half huffed. ❛Should have just let me go. Gotten yourself safe. I could have taken them. ❜ Lies he knew, last time he took on more than six, well, he ended up in worse shape. But that wasn't necessarily his fault. That time.