First Line Meme (DCU : Donna, Dick; Dick/Babs [PG-13])
Couple more first line meme pieces.
Dear me these get long. Don't they?
I don't quite know what I was thinking on the first one, but it might fit in a Second Generation 'verse that I've been playing around with. It might be okay, but it kicked me in the sap levels.
And the second one almost became porn, but I didn't have time.
Play the Thought by rubynye
She finds him crouched among what’s left of Starfire’s flowers.
“Dick?”
He doesn’t move from his spot. Donna frowns and tries to fall to the ground next to him instead of floating, but she manages somehow to do both.
That gets him to look at her, but there’s still nothing in his eyes.
“Dick?”
“I should be used to it by now, right?”
It’s been... it’s been long enough that the ache Donna feels doesn’t completely overwhelm her so that she can’t offer any solace to her-- to Dick.
Donna has torn through the heavens, screaming in rage and falling to the lowest depths crying.
And Dick is still sitting here in the gardens.
“No. You shouldn’t.” Donna sighs. Everyone expected Dick to crumble. After what happened to Bruce. To Tim. Everyone expected a crushing defeat of the first boy wonder. The last straw. But he’s been handling it well. He’s been working through it. Putting on cape and cowl and even taking the new Wonder Woman to events.
Because even though it’s been three years, there’s still the modifier of new in front of Donna’s name. But it’s better than when they mistook her for Diana all together.
“I think...” Dick stares at the edge of one flower, all blues and purples; it curls around his finger tips when he reaches them out. “I used it all up. I never thought-- I never thought I wouldn’t have anything left for Kory. I’ve been waiting and it’s not--”
Donna bites her lip and wants to wrap Dick up in a hug. Wants to take him flying and up through the skies and clouds until she can see a grin, a smile, even tears.
But they don’t do that anymore.
“Dick.”
“I should have something left,” Dick sounds tired and strokes the flower petal. “For Kory.” He stares at the flower and tugs at one of the petals just enough so that the flower retreats from his hand. “I never thought I’d need it. I’m not--”
Donna does hug him. As tight as he can, which is tighter than it should be, but Dick doesn’t move. He doesn’t stiffen, doesn’t wrap his arms around her in return.
“I have to get back to Gotham,” he says and stands up, Donna’s arms still around him.
She wants to slip them under his shoulders and lift him off just to spite, but she drops them instead and turns away so he can’t see her tear up. “Of course.”
“Donna...” Dick sighs and pulls her into a hug. She lifts him off the ground a good foot. “I thought it would get better. It had to.”
“It will,” Donna says with her entire being. She doesn’t say what she wants to. It has to. And burrows her head in Dick’s shoulder.
“I have to get back.” Dick tries to unlatch from her, but she doesn’t let him.
“Okay.” Donna lifts them up higher.
“Donna...”
“Shush.” Donna lets go so that her arm is around his waist and they fly just like Kory used to. With both of them.
She sees Dick close his eyes just once. And maybe... just maybe a tear.
And when she lands in Gotham.
She gets a smile.
Sharps by rubynye
After the day he’s had, Dick is exhausted, and the bed’s really not as soft as it feels.
“Hey.”
“Mmfff...” Dick grinds his face into the pillow, maybe if he keeps it up there will be no one there and he can just sleep. For a year. But he’s got to get up in at least three hours for patrol as Nightwing and he hasn’t even taken his clothes off.
“That’s a real articulate conversation skill you’ve got going there, Grayson.”
“It’s Romany. For g’away and lemme sleep, or come over here and get naked.” Dick wants to lift up and raise his eyebrows, maybe wiggle them a bit, but that doesn’t work either, because he can’t lift his head.
Although the picture of naked he gets in his head… He lets out a sigh against the pillow and at least turns.
“Hey there.”
And Babs is... Dick smiles lazily. “It’s really not fair that you’re in Gotham.”
Babs raises one eyebrow and crosses her arms over a lacy bra that-- Dick wants to be able to touch. Wants to be able to take off. But there’s no way he can get to Gotham right now unless Bruce called him in and he implanted caffeine in his neck. And Babs has to know that.
“You’re a tease.”
“I learned from the best,” Babs smirks just a little and Dick’s mad he can’t kiss her.
Frustrated enough to slam his hand down on the mattress. “You can’t even begin to imagine how much I want a meta power to teleport.” Or something that would let him stay up for 48 hours without feeling like dead weight.
“I can imagine,” Babs says softly and shifts a little on the screen. “You need sleep, Man Wonder.”
“Like I can sleep now,” Dick says with a yawn and tries to leer at her without success.
It gets a laugh at least.
“Take off your clothes.”
Dick sighs again and shifts so he’s lying on his back. He starts to unbutton and Babs’ voice sounds closer.
“Slower.”
Okay now he is a little more awake and if he happened to take his time slipping out of things, because he was still dead weight, so be it. Didn’t mean he couldn’t stretch a little so he could hear Babs’ breathing over the line.
“Rake your nails across your chest.”
Dick does and the noise he gets from Babs is all worth it and makes him wake up completely.
Later, when his head is heavier than the rest of his body and he feels the ache of complete relaxation in his bones, Babs whispers. “You need your rest. I called in Tim, don’t go on patrol.”
And he doesn’t really have the strength to argue.
Still have my own here, there's a couple of really awesome ones up so far. They're both squee worthy.
Dear me these get long. Don't they?
I don't quite know what I was thinking on the first one, but it might fit in a Second Generation 'verse that I've been playing around with. It might be okay, but it kicked me in the sap levels.
And the second one almost became porn, but I didn't have time.
Play the Thought by rubynye
She finds him crouched among what’s left of Starfire’s flowers.
“Dick?”
He doesn’t move from his spot. Donna frowns and tries to fall to the ground next to him instead of floating, but she manages somehow to do both.
That gets him to look at her, but there’s still nothing in his eyes.
“Dick?”
“I should be used to it by now, right?”
It’s been... it’s been long enough that the ache Donna feels doesn’t completely overwhelm her so that she can’t offer any solace to her-- to Dick.
Donna has torn through the heavens, screaming in rage and falling to the lowest depths crying.
And Dick is still sitting here in the gardens.
“No. You shouldn’t.” Donna sighs. Everyone expected Dick to crumble. After what happened to Bruce. To Tim. Everyone expected a crushing defeat of the first boy wonder. The last straw. But he’s been handling it well. He’s been working through it. Putting on cape and cowl and even taking the new Wonder Woman to events.
Because even though it’s been three years, there’s still the modifier of new in front of Donna’s name. But it’s better than when they mistook her for Diana all together.
“I think...” Dick stares at the edge of one flower, all blues and purples; it curls around his finger tips when he reaches them out. “I used it all up. I never thought-- I never thought I wouldn’t have anything left for Kory. I’ve been waiting and it’s not--”
Donna bites her lip and wants to wrap Dick up in a hug. Wants to take him flying and up through the skies and clouds until she can see a grin, a smile, even tears.
But they don’t do that anymore.
“Dick.”
“I should have something left,” Dick sounds tired and strokes the flower petal. “For Kory.” He stares at the flower and tugs at one of the petals just enough so that the flower retreats from his hand. “I never thought I’d need it. I’m not--”
Donna does hug him. As tight as he can, which is tighter than it should be, but Dick doesn’t move. He doesn’t stiffen, doesn’t wrap his arms around her in return.
“I have to get back to Gotham,” he says and stands up, Donna’s arms still around him.
She wants to slip them under his shoulders and lift him off just to spite, but she drops them instead and turns away so he can’t see her tear up. “Of course.”
“Donna...” Dick sighs and pulls her into a hug. She lifts him off the ground a good foot. “I thought it would get better. It had to.”
“It will,” Donna says with her entire being. She doesn’t say what she wants to. It has to. And burrows her head in Dick’s shoulder.
“I have to get back.” Dick tries to unlatch from her, but she doesn’t let him.
“Okay.” Donna lifts them up higher.
“Donna...”
“Shush.” Donna lets go so that her arm is around his waist and they fly just like Kory used to. With both of them.
She sees Dick close his eyes just once. And maybe... just maybe a tear.
And when she lands in Gotham.
She gets a smile.
Sharps by rubynye
After the day he’s had, Dick is exhausted, and the bed’s really not as soft as it feels.
“Hey.”
“Mmfff...” Dick grinds his face into the pillow, maybe if he keeps it up there will be no one there and he can just sleep. For a year. But he’s got to get up in at least three hours for patrol as Nightwing and he hasn’t even taken his clothes off.
“That’s a real articulate conversation skill you’ve got going there, Grayson.”
“It’s Romany. For g’away and lemme sleep, or come over here and get naked.” Dick wants to lift up and raise his eyebrows, maybe wiggle them a bit, but that doesn’t work either, because he can’t lift his head.
Although the picture of naked he gets in his head… He lets out a sigh against the pillow and at least turns.
“Hey there.”
And Babs is... Dick smiles lazily. “It’s really not fair that you’re in Gotham.”
Babs raises one eyebrow and crosses her arms over a lacy bra that-- Dick wants to be able to touch. Wants to be able to take off. But there’s no way he can get to Gotham right now unless Bruce called him in and he implanted caffeine in his neck. And Babs has to know that.
“You’re a tease.”
“I learned from the best,” Babs smirks just a little and Dick’s mad he can’t kiss her.
Frustrated enough to slam his hand down on the mattress. “You can’t even begin to imagine how much I want a meta power to teleport.” Or something that would let him stay up for 48 hours without feeling like dead weight.
“I can imagine,” Babs says softly and shifts a little on the screen. “You need sleep, Man Wonder.”
“Like I can sleep now,” Dick says with a yawn and tries to leer at her without success.
It gets a laugh at least.
“Take off your clothes.”
Dick sighs again and shifts so he’s lying on his back. He starts to unbutton and Babs’ voice sounds closer.
“Slower.”
Okay now he is a little more awake and if he happened to take his time slipping out of things, because he was still dead weight, so be it. Didn’t mean he couldn’t stretch a little so he could hear Babs’ breathing over the line.
“Rake your nails across your chest.”
Dick does and the noise he gets from Babs is all worth it and makes him wake up completely.
Later, when his head is heavier than the rest of his body and he feels the ache of complete relaxation in his bones, Babs whispers. “You need your rest. I called in Tim, don’t go on patrol.”
And he doesn’t really have the strength to argue.
Still have my own here, there's a couple of really awesome ones up so far. They're both squee worthy.