Wally watched as Batman pulled up a profile on the screen at the front of the Watchtower’s conference room. According to the Bat’s reports, there was a new Rogue on the loose that knew the Justice League’s secret identities. So far they hadn’t gone to the media, luckily, but in the meantime they had built up quite the reputation in Gotham (along with a pile of bodies).
The profile showed a masked man, likely about Wally’s age, in a black and blue suit. There was a symbol on his chest, and two stripes of color down his arms and gloves. That was all he could tell from the extremely blurry photo, though. Apparently he went by the alias ‘Shadow’ and had been traveling the world quite a bit before settling in Gotham.
“Do we know how he find out our identities?” Superman asked, tone grave.
To any normal person it would look like Batman replied with a simple “No,” but with his superspeed Wally was able to catch the briefest hint of hesitation before the man responded. Which was… unsettling. Batman never hesitated, ever. Something was definitely up with this Rogue.
Batman continued to brief them all on the situation, but seemed fairly confident the masked man wouldn’t reveal their identities to the public. That, at least, was comforting. The rest, not so much. It seemed like this Rogue was taking more of an anti-hero approach at least, only killing criminals that were repeat offenders or the worst of the worst. Of course, killing was always bad, but at least this guy wasn’t harming civilians or heroes.
As the meeting dispersed and Wally zeta’d back to Keystone, he couldn’t help but wonder about the new Rogue, and how exactly he knew the League’s identities- which was one of the most carefully kept secrets in the entire world- and why he (however thankfully) hadn’t just released them to the media.
His thoughts about the man kept him distracted enough that he didn’t notice someone else was in his apartment until he was already in it with them. And, because he had shit luck, it was the Rogue he had just been wondering about. Eh, he was never one for subtlety anyway.
“Hey, why didn’t you release our identities to the public?” he asked the man, who cocked his head and studied him before replying.
“I don’t actually want villains to hurt you or your loved ones. I was just proving a point to B, telling him something only I would know,” he explained, much to Wally’s surprise.
“…Oh. Um. What?” Wally asked, beyond confused.
“Plus I wanted to mess with the League a bit I suppose. Not you though, Wally,” he smiled warmly at the speedster and Wally felt a rush of familiarity at the sight.
“Have we… met? Before?” the redhead asked somewhat desperately. There was something about the man before him that Wally just recognized on a bone-deep level. The man’s kind smile turned into a delighted grin and he pulled a stunned Wally into a hug.
“I knew you would remember me! I told Dami but he didn’t believe me. We were best friends for almost a decade, of course you’d remember me,” he rambled excitedly. The speedster froze in his arms and sucked in a sharp breath, pulling away to face the man once more.
“…‘Wing?” he asked, voice breaking at the end.
Nightwing nodded enthusiastically and was pulled back into a crushing hug.
“I thought… everyone assumed you were dead but I refused to believe it, but then so many years passed and Batman never said anything… I’m so sorry,” Wally whispered.
“Hey, hey no it’s not your fault. I should have told you all that I was leaving after Jay died, I’m sorry. I wasn’t in a good headspace and it only got worse and then… after everything I’ve done… I didn’t think you would want me back,” Dick admitted softly.
“Of course we would, dumbass. Of course I would,” he emphasized, leaning his forehead against the shorter man’s.
“I’m sorry I left,” Dick replied, holding him tighter.
“It doesn’t matter. You’re back now, and nothing is going to come between us again,” Wally promised, and leaned down to press a kiss to the other man’s lips, which was eagerly returned.
For The Legion of Ex-Sidekicks, a fic where Damian is Dick and Wally's bio-kid. Villain AU with Talon!Dick, so I thought I'd combine Damian's usual style with speedsters and Talons to see what we got. The lightning was fun but difficult.
You know, I'm surprise that you guys are being truthful to us, considering that you're, like, villains. Like, why haven't you lied about anything so far? I mean, all you know, we could tell Observer all of the things you and Croupier tell us. So why be truthful?
this was heavly inspired!
anti hero Wally: belongs to me
streamer Wally: belongs to my friend @someartist-me
homebucks Wally: my best friend who doesn't have a tumblr
New AU Idea for Welcome home! I would have drawn if it I didn’t already have four existing AUs, and I need someone to sedate this idiotic mind of mine.
Anyways, the main cast of the neighborhood (modern AU) wakes up one day within a labyrinth of rooms. They are told by an unknown being, who called themselves Home, that they have become part of a game of survival. They are to complete challenges for their freedom, with failure meaning death.
Wally is the gamemaster’s assistant, and is meant to manage the challenges. He knows that Home had lied, because there was no winning the game. They would simply continue doing challenges until everyone died, there was no escape. Despite having done this many, many times before, he finds himself growing attached to this determined group.
The storyline will focus on the group trying to find an escape and defeat Home once and for all, while trying to convince the lonely assistant to join and help them.
That’s about it, for the AU! Tell me what you guys think :D
by request - here's a few more character icons. This was really fun to make, I hope you all enjoy!
not my art, they belong to their rightful creators. I used pic crew to create them. Links will be tagged at the very bottom.
(LEFT) William 'Billy' Wintergreen - Slade's right hand man in many things. In addition to that, he's the godfather to all four of the Wilson children. A veritable feat considering the chaos they get up to with and without his help.
Judging by his face, one of his godchildren is likely in the midst of explaining why he should help them with their chaos.
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(RIGHT) Dr. Arthur Will-hane 'Villain' - A doctor for those that require discrete services- including as Deathstroke and his family's personal doctor. Currently, Medea's boss and although he seems like a grumpy man, he does have a soft spot for his doctor in residence.
Wally West - A speedster primarily operating out of Central City if he isn't tied up with League work. While operating as Flash, Medea interacts with him in two very different roles. The first is as Dr. Wilson, who is his 'unofficial' official doctor. The second, is as his 'nemesis' who has exclusive rights to the position. You know, they really should get on giving her a name though for that second role...
A core memory for both Medea and Wally - probably her tasering him when they were younger.
Conner Kent - Medea and him briefly had a relationship in their mid to late teens. They parted on good terms and remain friends. Currently part of the newest iteration of the Teen Titans in San Fransisco and operating as Superboy.
Eddie Bloomberg - Best friends with Medea since childhood. They may have started out as penpals, but they've come a long way since then. Sold his soul to Neron at age 16 for powers, but through a series of events, Eddie not only keeps his soul when he turns 20, he also discovers that he's a meta. A side effect to this was that his natural form was no longer human like. Operating as Red Devil at times and is quite close with Rose.
And last, but not least...
Lian Nguyen-Harper: Daughter to Jade Nguyen and Roy Harper, she might be the one to rival Medea in terms of their vast network to various masks – viewing Medea and her siblings as uncles and aunts, with a similar idea regarding Roy's friends. Hence Uncle Wally or Medi. She's also the only other one to call Medea, 'Medi', outside of her family.
Bonus! A current snapshot of Medea Wilson - dressed so nicely, perhaps she's on her way to meet a certain speedster?
Wally, walking out of his bedroom, in Nightwing gifted PJ set: Nightwing, it's 3am I swear to— ah shit it's the rest of the clowns, is.... My window!? You broke it!
Jason, to Tim: see, he's exactly his type, pay up.
Tim, fishing out his wallet: well his driver's license ain't flattering I thought he was fugly.
Wally: insulting me in my own damn home, AND BROKE MY WINDOW! you're paying for this, or I'm sueing.
Damian, at Wally's turtle terrarium: good size, good bedding, looks healthy. Well, I like him for his excellent reptile care, he may date Nightwing.
Bruce: we can't decide that on reptile care, he could be a villain.
Wally: I'm about to be, stop eating my food! Get out!!
Duke, eating warmed up leftovers: damn he can cook, Nightwing needs to bag him before I do.
Bruce: no... You're 16...
Cass: plus, Wing will kill you if you take his man
Steph: def def, but dibs on coming here for breakfast!
Wally: no! No dibs!! Leave!!
Dick: hey babygirl... Why are you guys here.
Jason: scoping out our new brother in law, duh.
Steph: babygirl? Really?? Jesus you're a simp.
Wally: that's it! I'm calling my mom.
Jason: ha! We know your not in contact with your abusive bios.
Wally, on the phone: I wasn't talking about her.
Bruce, knows Iris: ... Shit shit shit get me out of here the kevlar not strong enough against that woman!
Iris, bust through the door: Batman, what the hell did I just told you about bothering my baby boy!?
Bruce, trying to get out but kids in the way: IT WAS THEM THEY DRAGGED ME WITH THEM PLEASE, HAVE MERCY!
You're dancing with Mr.Darling, glaring right at him while he continues to wear that smug look, staring right back at you.
You know what he is and what his motives are, and he knows that you know but you're both in the spotlight right now, dancing slowly to the music, hips swinging to the beat and one hand at your hip. He's got quite a death grip like he's afraid that you might just disappear right in front of him. The two of you decide to keep up the friendly looks...for now.
The red and pink lights are shining brightly, momentarily blinding you. And in that second you're suddenly thrown back and bent over backwards, Wally just above you and his hand now moved to your mid-back. He has you in what looks like the perfect dip. He slowly leans down close to your face, not once blinking or moving from his pose. "Let's discuss this after dinner." He whispers, something he's never really done before. You're used to his monotone voice.
'You're in danger', your instincts keep screaming at you. Every time he stares at you with that look your body goes into a panic.
There is no way you're going to let this monster take you back "Home". Not without a fight.
Technically you can just call him Mr.Darling since that's his last name. I am starting to enjoy writing this charming fella as smug and vain. He makes for a good villain that knows what he wants.
First part of the dance shorts I wanted to make, next one is going to be the long one. These two will be unrelated btw.