Hello, for the prompt ask thing, maybe 12 with birdflash? or maybe 1 or 22 forthe same pairing if your're not feeling very angsty?
hhhhh okay im always feeling angsty but i loved the potential for the other two so i used both instead :D hope you like it!! <3
Prompts:
1. “Christ- would you sit still for two seconds?”
22. “We should keep doing this. I quite like kissing you, it’s fun.”
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Oh, we’ll just glideSo starry-eyedOnce I get you up thereI’ll be holding you so nearThat you may hearAngels cheer, ‘cause we’re together
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“Christ- would you sit still for two seconds?”
Dick jumps from one ancient, probably crumbling, pillar to the next, leaving Wally in his dust. Graceful as a damn swan, Dick hops across the top of the ruins with an ease that Wally shouldn’t be so surprised by. He’s seen Dick perform far more dangerous tricks before, in far more dangerous situations, but being this high up himself has Wally just a teensy bit anxious.
“Never thought I’d hear those words from you, of all people, KF.” Dick quips over his shoulder, barely glancing at his feet before jumping again, landing gracefully on the angled, broken edge of a wall before throwing himself forward into a flip towards the next. He’s doing this on purpose now, just to send Wally’s heart hurtling into his throat.
“Dude, I’m fast, but that’s on the ground. Vertical is your thing, not mine.”
“What, can’t keep up?”
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
Dick grins, crouching on the corner of whatever this building once was, perched like a bird. Wally bites back the comparison - wanting to avoid anything to truly provoke him. Usually that would be his first instinct but god knows he can’t escape his wrath on the ground – up here Dick would have more than an unfair advantage.
“Just a little bit.”
Coming out into the forest was Wally’s idea. It was near enough to the city that they’d be back in time for dinner, but far enough to forget the troubles that Gotham city brought to mind just looking at it, and Wally knew they both needed a break. They’d followed the trail for hours, just exploring and climbing and hiking through the trees until it felt like it was just them and the greenery, nothing else in the world.
And then they’d happened upon a set of old ruins, just the rocky skeletons of what must’ve been a old cottage or two, walls protruding from the ground in various shapes and sizes. Wally wouldn’t have been able to keep Dick from climbing them if he’d tried. He’d known better, though, and had (against his better judgement) joined Dick in his balancing act across a jungle gym of rock and cracked mortar. Wally flaps his arms around to keep his balance, stepping carefully across the gap between his wall and the next - opting for the safer route, rather than attempt the reckless jumps that Dick is so adept at.
It’s only their third date, and they have to get back to the Manor for a meet-the-family dinner that Dick thinks is entirely pointless (considering they’ve been best friends for years) but still has Wally’s heart thundering in his chest. He would rather hold out before he tries anything death-defying just yet. Doesn’t wanna give Bruce the satisfaction.
When Wally turns from the edge to retort, chest tight and stomach rolling, Dick is suddenly there. Right there, standing behind him, close enough to touch. How he got there without Wally noticing, he’ll never know. The easy grin on his face, his relaxed posture, hands in his pockets and completely at ease this high off the ground - it draws Wally in like a magnet, and before he even knows what he’s doing–
They’re kissing.
Wally thinks he started it. He’s not entirely sure. All he knows is that he’s got Dick’s face between his hands, cheeks soft under his fingertips, mouth against his, open and warm and inviting.
God. It’s so good. Better than he’d ever dared imagine. Dick is smiling into it, teeth clacking against Wally’s, and even that’s good. It’s a little clumsy from how desperate it is, but Dick’s hands are sliding down Wally’s sides to hold his hips, draw him closer, angling his head to find that sweet spot where they’re most comfortable, and then there’s fireworks going off behind Wally’s eyelids.
Dick kisses him like he wants to steal the breath from Wally’s lungs, like there’s nothing he wants more than to have what’s once belonged to him, like that’s enough to sustain him forever. He lingers like he wants to search every part of him, map out every twitch and and shiver and find their buttons. He touches him like there’s lightning under Wally’s skin and Dick is the thunder, chasing after it, and Wally doesn’t need to count the seconds to feel that wherever he goes, Dick will follow.
And Wally- Wally’s just holding on for dear life. He wonders how it is that he’s gone for so long without this. Without knowing what Dick’s mouth feels like against his own. How soft his lips are. The velvet drag of his tongue on Wally’s. The trail of fire left behind everywhere Dick touches him.
Somewhere, in the back of his mind, it registers that he’s kissing his best friend. There’s that distant alarm bell going off in his head, one he’s trained himself to have, to hold back from every lingering touch and too-long glance at Dick. To hide how he feels. It’s there, present as ever, but Wally ignores it with an ease he never thought possible. Because he’s kissing Dick, but the more important thing is that Dick is kissing him back and that’s something he never thought he’d get to have.
He has to remind himself that this is a date. That Dick asked him out. That they’re doing this now.
When Dick pulls away, just enough to breathe, Wally has to swallow down the whine that tries to escape. Dick just smiles, his lips brushing against Wally’s again, and it’s sending another shiver down his spine. Wally can feel the heat in his cheeks spreading all the way to his chest.
Dick hums softly. His fingers toy with the hem of Wally’s sweatshirt, accidentally grazing Wally’s stomach with his nails. Or maybe it’s not so accidental. Who knows. Who cares?
Not Wally.
“We should keep doing that.”
Wally lifts his head, bumping his nose against Dick’s. He still hasn’t opened his eyes yet.“Hm?”
Dick’s breath brushes over his lips when he laughs, quiet and teasing. “I quite like kissing you, it’s fun.”
“Fun?” Wally asks, and in a moment of daring, leans in to nip at Dick’s lower lip. To break that cool facade. The strangled gasp he gets as a reward is all he needs to know that he’s not the only one affected. “That’s all?”
“Maybe not all.” Dick says quickly.
And then they’re kissing again and Wally is laughing into it when Dick throws his arms around Wally’s neck to drag him down. It’s a fucking revelation, that Dick feels for Wally as strongly as he does for Dick. That he wants him like this.
Sure, they’ve been on a few dates, and Dick had been the one to ask him out. But it’s only now, with Dick pressed tight against him, breath quick and warm when they part, like they can’t get back to each other fast enough – it’s only now that Wally is finally, truly sure.
When they open their eyes, slowly, in sync, Wally feels his world shift. Just a fraction, just that tiniest bit, but he feels it nonetheless. The ground isn’t so far away, with Dick standing this close. The height isn’t so dizzying, when Dick’s eyes are sparkling and entrancing and all the more dizzying themselves. Wally’s focus, his balance, realigns itself to where he stands here in Dick’s arms. There’s a pull that draws him closer, stumbling forward an inch. Dick holds him steady, balanced easily on the balls of his feet, and something grows warm and solid in Wally’s chest.
“Doin’ alright staying vertical, Walls?” Dick murmurs, mouth turning up at the corners, caught somewhere between a smirk and smile.
“I’m good.” Wally says, and knocks his forehead gently against Dick’s, his own smile bright, honest. “I’ve got you.”
🎵 + shiro? Or keith? Maybe sheith if you're into it? 😀
♫ Song Meme ♫
Oh boy, am I ever. I can’t decide, so you’re getting all of it.
Shiro
Champion - Fall Out Boy
This one’s been attached to Shiro since the song first came out last year but I seriously can’t stress enough how perfect it is for him. Shiro is the definition of resilience, through all the shit he’s faces in his life. “If I can live through this, I can do anything”. Honestly, do I need to say more?
Keith
Angel on Fire - Halsey
This one might feel like a bit of a stretch but hear me out. Listen to the lyrics and pin it to Keith’s internal struggle between his identity, his place as a Paladin or a Blade, and his position as the Leader of Voltron. It reminds me of him around seasons 3 and 4, when his anxiety was the highest.
Sheith
Can You Hold Me - NF (ft. Britt Nicole)
God, this song. I’ve never heard anything that perfectly envelopes their relationship up to The Black Paladins in season 6. It’s cinematic, epic, and full of so much longing and heartbreak, it destroys me every time I listen to it. It captures the Shiro/Kuron struggle, Keith’s dying devotion, the fight itself. Like Fuck! Just let them hold each other!
Stayed up till 4. Finally peeled myself from my bed around 11. Took a nice long shower. Back at it. Oh, and come get tatted...😁🐺 #art #artist #artwork #drawing #doodle #sketch #wip #illustration #clothingdesign #denimvest #roughdraft #conceptart #blvqwulph #sacredgeometry #metatronscube #vesicapiscis #om #infinatetriangle #imstillsleepy #seemysleepypoutylips
I imagine that sometimes dick is cooking breakfast and in the middle of that goes back to the bedroom with Wally and he gets distracted (could be sleep, could be cuddles, who knows) long story short they remember breakfast when they smell fire
Dick finds nothing short of a masterpiece when he walks into their bedroom that morning.
The day is lovely, blue skies stretching for miles, and the colour peeks through the open window alongside a balmy breeze that drifts lazily through the apartment. The sun shines in through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow over ever surface it can reach. Including the behind of one absolutely gorgeous Wally West.
His husband lays artfully across the bed like he was born to do it, dozen of freckles dusted across the tanned skin of his back, the rest of his body barely covered by the thin sheet at his waist. His expression is relaxed as he basks in the warmth of the sunlight, arms tucked under Dick’s pillow, because apparently Wally shifts over to his side of the bed when Dick gets up first. The mop of copper red hair Dick is so fond of is splayed out across the pillow, a little long from Wally’s procrastination from getting it cut. Dick doesn’t think he minds the length.
He also doesn’t think he’d mind being the first one to get up more often, if this is the image he’s greeted with in the morning.
“Babe…” Dick crawls across the bed on his hands and knees and drapes himself over Wally’s back. He presses a light kiss to a freckled shoulder, feeling Wally take a deep, sleepy breath beneath him. “Time to get up…”
“Mn…” Wally hums and buries his face into the pillow, still half-asleep. It’s incredibly endearing. “Wha’ time is it…?”
“Around 10:30.” Dick murmurs, pressing another kiss to his temple. “Thought I’d let you sleep in a little.”
Wally takes in another deep breath and lets it out in a long sigh, stretching like a cat underneath Dick. After a moment of lazy wriggling below the sheet, he finally opens his eyes, blinking blearly at Dick, pupils blown and adjusting to the daylight. “10:30? What the hell are you doing awake?”
Dick grins. He nuzzles lightly at the nape of Wally’s neck, the skin so warm and inviting that he can’t resist if he tried. “What, I can’t be the early bird sometimes?”
“You mean never?”
He nips at Wally’s shoulder blade. “Shut up.”
Wally smiles cheekily, his next words muffled by the pillow. “Make me.”
Well, who is Dick to back down from a challenge like that?
Pressing his lips to Wally’s feels like coming home. Though, the action is awkward for a moment since he leans over Wally’s shoulder to do so, until his husband shifts enough that they’re finally chest to chest. Wally’s skin is sticky with sweat and his breath sour from sleep, but Dick doesn’t mind all that much. Or at all, for that matter. He’s far too distracted by everything else about him to care.
It still sends him reeling, how easy this is. The way they tangle themselves together until Dick’s not sure where he ends and Wally begins. He still doesn’t know how he got this lucky. How he gets to have this, every day of his life if he wants it.
And by god, does he want it. For as long as Wally will have him.
Dick whines in disappointment when Wally pulls away suddenly, his head tilted up and chin almost knocking into Dick’s eyebrow.
“Do you smell something?” Wally asks abruptly.
The grimace of concern on his face has Dick shaking his head to clear it. “What?”
“It smells like something’s…”Wally leans up on his elbows, pushing Dick up to straddle his waist. His bedhead is wild and adorably distracting. “Dick. Are you… cooking?”
“Hm?” Dick blinks, and then smiles. “Oh, yeah, thought I’d make you breakfast in bed.”
“You’re cooking.” Wally repeats, tone a little deadpan. He’s staring at Dick in a way that makes him feel like he’s missing something. “Now?”
“Yeah? What, I know how to make some things.”
“No, babe,” Wally huffs out a disbelieving laugh. “Is the stove on?”
“Yeah.”
“You’re frying something?”
“Yes.”
“How long have you been in here…?”
“I don’t know what you-”
Dick pauses, eyes widening as the theme of Wally’s questions dawn on him. He twists around to look towards the door, the smell Wally had mentioned finally reaching him. It fills his nostrils with the foul odor of smoke. Then, to really drive the point home, the fire alarm in the kitchen starts going off.
“SHIT!”
Later, as he’s flapping around an oven mitt and opening every window in the apartment, Dick makes a mental note to get Wally back for laughing so hard he could hear him from the bedroom.
imstillsleepy replied to your post “Just so yall know I did start writing the Pirate!AU drabble dump but...”
Op where's the link?
I am not repeating my past mistakes, so I am gonna write it in full andlet it be beta’d before publishing, but I am gonna post the link as soon as it’s done
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