#modern wally

[raynbow-arts]

❤️💛💙 Fan art of eldritch_valley’s modern Wally design!

He is so innocent :•)

[weepingalaxy]

wally tries to learn modern technology

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

Roy and Dick being divorced parents and fighting for custody of the team is actually incredibly accurate to the og Teen Titans comics. Those two had beef on sight.

Also Wally being INCREDIBLY DISTRAUGHT over their fighting is fantastic and I love it.

"Don't drag Wally into this!" - Small bird man who doesn't want to lose his BFF in the divorce

[onlylonelylatino]

Plastic Man, the Winks family, the Justice League and Neron by Cliff Rathburn

[captain-rickbond]

modern Humphrey ⚔︎

[tokenducks]

FTM Dick Grayson will always be real to me because it makes it canon that Dick is the funniest character of all time for picking his name.

[spacebubblehomebase]

Bat brothers Prompt:

I thought the DC Batfamily Tumblr Fandom might enjoy this... Try adding your own spin to it if you want. Don't take it too seriously. If you spot grammatical mistakes, well, there's a reason I mostly stick to drawing. -Bubbly💙

(Click image for better quality.⤴️)

If you think it's corny... that was the point. XD

[julia-lestrade]

Now that I have the means to write actual fan fictions I do not really know on what fandom I should base them

Like yeah I do know that I will switch it up over time but I need one to get me rolling into writing again so please , please Help me !!! (+0+)

And I would be delighted to receive requests from you guy :)

[the-cricket-chirps]

Gerald Leslie Brockhurst

Wallis, Duchess of Windsor

1939

[onlylonelylatino]

Plastic Man and the Justice League by Yanick Paquette

[smilocity]

Author’s List of Writing

Characters I write about (including games, animes, shows, etc)

I write for only x female readers (Sorry in advance!)

COD

COD—Ghosts

David "Hesh" Walker

Logan Walker

Keegan P. Russ

Captain Commander Thomas Merrick

Kick

MWI—MWIII (Old and new)

John "Soap" Mactavish

Simon "Ghost" Riley

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Captain John Price

Alejandro Vargas

Rodolfo Parra

Alex "Echo 3-1" Keller

Reacher

Jack Reacher

Joe Reacher

David O’Donnel

Calvin Franz

Tony Swanz

Jorge Sanchez

Manuel Orozco

Oscar Finlay

Haikyuu

Karasuno High (Everyone except Ukai and Takeda, Kiyoko and Yachi)

Aoba Johsai

Nekoma High

Inarizaki High

Shiratorizawa

Fukurōsani Academy

Kamomedai High

(I won’t write for EVERY character of these schools. There are many characters so I will be accepting them as long as I’m okay with it.)

One Piece

Roronoa Zoro

Vinsmoke Sanji

Monkey D. Luffy

Sabo

Portgas D. Ace

Marco

Trafalgar D. Water Law

Usopp

The Disastrous Life of Saiki. K

Saiki Kusuo

Kaido Shun

Kineshi Hairo

Kuboyasu Aren

Kuroko no Basket

Kuroko Tetsuya

Kagami Taiga

Kise Ryota

Midorima Shintaro

Aomine Daiki

Murasakibara Atsuhi

Akashi Seijuro

Kasamatsu Yukio

Hyuga Junpei

Izuki Shun

Takao Kazunari

Himuro Tatsuya

Hayama Kotaro

Ninjago

(I will not be writing about Lloyd since I don’t think he’s of "age" because of the whole aging potion thing.)

Cole Brookstone

Kai Smith

Jay Walker

Zane Julien

(I may just write head cannons of funny Drabbles.)

Young Justice

Robin Nightwing (Dick Grayson)

Connor Kent — Superboy

Wally West — Kid Flash

Red Arrow Arsenal — ( (1st Clone) Roy Harper)

Red Robin - Tim Drake

(2nd) Robin Red Hood — Jason Todd

LEGO Monkie Kid

Sun Wukong

Six-Eared Macaque

Nezha

MK 1

Raiden

Kung Lao

Kenshi Takahashi (Taira)

Johnny Cage

Tomas Vrbada (Smoke)

Kuai Liang (Scorpion)

Liu Kang



(I know, I know…I’m all over the place…Trust me…I just got into 9-1-1…)

Any "weird/disturbing" asks will be deleted and you will be blocked!

[hypnautic-cereal]

The dubious creature getting up to mischief, this is no good

❤️💛💙 Fan art of eldritch_valley’s modern Wally design!

He is so innocent :•)

[doomandgloomfromthetomb]

Jim Wallis - Discreet Music

If the words "Brian Eno cover" and "pedal steel" don't get your heart racing, well, I don't know what to tell you. I believe I was introduced to this one via Jesse Jarnow's Frow Show on WFMU a few months back — and it does not disappoint in the slightest. Modern Nature member Jim Wallis and steel maestro Henry Senior tackle "Discreet Music" expertly here, overlapping overtones, deep listening textures, gently unspooling melodies. Like the original, it's a thing of quiet beauty. And like the original, you could just put it on a neverending loop and bliss out for the day.

[call-me-oracle]

barbara gordon in titans #7

bonus:

[puppiesandnightlock]

LINK: Helpless

Summary: Wally had it good. He was the Track Star of his high school, people fawning over him, anyone he wanted.

The only problem was that now, in his last few years, he'd missed a couple things. Things being credits.

Now he's stuck in theater class. It's not all bad, how could it be when his first day included falling into the arms of the cutest boy he'd ever seen?

Theater Kid Dick x Track Star Wally AU (co written with @daisha-mochizuki)

“West, my office, now. ” 

Wally looked up from his track shoes that he was tying to his feet only to find his coach very pissed off and storming off to his office with a bunch of folders in his hands. He cringed as the door to the office slammed shut, and he sighed as he stood. As he walked, he kept his head tilted downward to try and avert himself from his peers’ gazes, as they either gave him concerned looks or glared at him. 

He stood in front of the desk, fingers tapping against his upper thigh anxiously. 

The coach sat, folding his hands together and leaning his head on them before looking up. 

“Why are you here, West?”

Wally rocked on his tiptoes. “I-uh, I was hoping you could tell me that, sir.”

The coach watched him with an unimpressed look, spreading out the papers from the folders out in front of him. Even from upside down, Wally could see they were charts and grades, as well as tables. He’d always tried to keep his grades afloat because otherwise he wouldn’t be allowed to play.

“Well, according to this, you’re missing your visual and performing arts credits by a huge amount. You have a bit before you graduate, but you’ll only make it out of this school if you start gathering them now.”

Wally sighed to himself. 

This was going to be a long conversation, wasn’t it?  

“Thank you, sir, I-” 

“I’ve already enrolled you into a class myself,” the coach interrupted Wally, sliding a new schedule sheet across his desk over to Wally, who was standing there stiffly. “You’ll start your new class tomorrow. Rest up. We need you for this team.” 

He was shooed out of the office with only a schedule in hand, staring at it without reading the words. The world felt numb as he trudged back into the locker room, the world blurring out his teammates. He re-dressed slowly, before tying his black combat boots and going back outside, unwilling to face his teammates. 

Instead of sitting out on the bleachers to watch the practice, he went to sit under a tree overlooking the field.

Sighing, he unfolded the schedule to look for the highlighted class signifying his new one.

Theater - seventh period. Teacher - Dinah Lance.

Theater? Well, his parents had always told him he was a drama queen…

He walked into the place marked on his schedule, his boots creaking the old wood beneath his feet as he walked along the stage, trying to find someone, anyone, to signal that he was indeed in the right place. 

“Hello…?” he called out tentatively, carefully trying to pull back the deep red velvet curtains that were drawn shut. He screeched and nearly toppled over as a hand was thrust through the curtains and grabbed him by the collar of his T-shirt to yank him back into the curtain-abyss. 

Wally held up his hands, taekwondo style, and quickly looked around for whoever had dragged him through. He was met, however, with the searing stage lights being flipped on and shone directly in his face.

“State the reason for your presence.” A low voice growled.

“Um, this is my seventh period now?” He squeaked, shielding his eyes. “What the hell is this, a cult?”

“Close enough!” A different voice chirped, moving the lights from his eyes and allowing him to look around.

In front of him, a tall, blond woman smiled at him, extending a hand. “Forgive the theatrics, my students like to have a little fun with the transfers. I’m Dinah Lance, I'll be your teacher for the rest of the year.”

“Wally West. Nice to meet you,” Wally murmured weakly as he took his new teacher’s hand, shaking it gingerly. 

“Wally, then? Artemis here will give you the tour.” 

A blonde girl stepped forward, having come from the lights. “Hey. I’m Artemis, and damn, we got you so good!”

Wally grumbled to himself, glowering at the girl, apparently Artemis. He crossed his arms over his chest and turned his face away when the girl held out a hand for him. Artemis rolled her eyes and grabbed Wally, dragging him along despite his annoyed facade. Wally yelped, stumbling.

“You should get used to it, Baywatch, that’s how we work around here.” 

“Baywatch?” Wally looked down at himself, catching a glimpse of his face in his reflection. His black beanie slipped up, allowing for his bangs to float into his face.

“I feel like you watch shitty daytime TV,” Artemis shrugged.

He scowled, following her as she pointed out several different areas and teams with specific names. He wandered after Artemis, his eyes flitting around as he tried to observe and intake all of the information he was quickly learning. 

Wally had always been a trouble magnet, however, and managed to find it in the most random of ways. 

Today, it took the form of a clump of loose wires strewn across the backstage. Artemis stepped over it easily and he moved to do the same, but followed her hand to where she was pointing at the set-builders. A boy was there, outlining a piece for an outdoor scene, and right as he turned, the other boy misstepped, shutting his eyes as his whole body was to inevitably hit the floor face first.

Instead, he landed with a soft whoomph against a warm body. He looked up, blinking up as the brightly shining light above them led him to the most beautiful blue eyes he’d ever seen.

It was a normal day, alright? Playing knight in shining armor for boys in too much black was not something on Dick’s agenda. 

It was the props and stage day and everyone was helping out. He was humming along to one of the broadway soundtracks playing from a nearby speaker on low, and losing himself in the swoops and swerves of the lines, thick strokes of dark color being left behind in the wake of his brush.

He had missed the customary ‘scare the ever-living shit out of the new student’ ritual, but trusted that one of his friends had recorded it. He could hear Artemis’s voice droning on about the theater and turned to wave her over.

The student following her met his gaze, flashing Dick a glimpse of striking green, before the person tripped and ended up promptly falling flat on their face.

Well, they would have, if DIck hadn’t dropped his brush the moment he saw the kid’s foot catch in the wire and bolted forward.

He caught the kid with ease, waiting until they turned to look at him, dark eyeliner making the disoriented green eyes even wider.

On top of being the most dramatic person to grace the school’s theater class, Dick was also known for being a bit of a flirt, and upon seeing the situation, his brain to mouth filter broke completely.

“Well, new kid, looks like you’re already falling for me.”

Wally gaped at him, wondering how the extremely attractive boy who was cradling him in his arms just shot him the most appropriate and horrible pickup to ever grace his ears.

“W-what?” He stammered, unsure if he’d actually heard correctly. 

Pretty boy laughed, embarrassed flush coming over his cheeks. “That was bad, sorry. I’m all about the drama, and a pick-up line or two is always fun, even if I never pick anyone up with them.”

Well, you've sure got me. Wally laughed nervously as the thought popped in his mind. “Thanks for catching me, man.”

“Oh!” He stepped back, placing Wally back on the ground and dusting him off. Wally let himself be manhandled, looking at the boy's full form.

“My pleasure. You got a name, new kid?” His mind blanked at the question, until he realized that the boy in blue was awaiting an answer.

“Oh…um, Wally. Wally West. Well, Wallance if you wanna be formal, but no one callsmethatbut myMomwhenshe'sangry-”

The boy cut him off with a laugh, the sound ringing in his ears like the song of a windchime.

“You’re a rambler, aren't you?”

“M’on the track team, my mouth and my feet move quicker than my brain sometimes.” He then got a mischievous smirk on his face. “What about you, Gorgeous? Got a name?” 

The other boy fumbled in turn, flushing red. “Dick Grayson.”

Wally bit back a joke and grinned. “Nice to meet ya.” 

Artemis clapped Wally on the shoulder as she decided she was finished watching, causing the redhead to jump and squeak in response, the boy snapping out of his stupor. “C’mon, pretty boy, you need to finish the tour. You can get handsy with good ol’ Dick here later.” 

Wally choked on air, Dick doing much the same. “I wasn’t-we weren’t-”

“M’kay.”She smirked at Dick, Wally taking note of the dirty glance from the other boy. “C’mon, Baywatch, we’ve got another half of the theater to discuss.”

Wally looked back at Dick, a sort of hopeful look in his green eyes. “I’ll, uh, see you later?”

His voice raised an octave at the end, causing Dick to chuckle softly. He offered the redhead a small grin and a wave. “I’ll see you later.”

Wally’s grin grew wider, but he was very quickly dragged off by an annoyed Artemis, who was muttering under her breath as she led Wally back on the path they had been on before. He couldn’t help but look back, however, and saw the deep blue eyes still trained on him, following after him. The sight and thought caused a rush of warmth to flood through him, a tingling pleasant sensation setting off flutters at the pit of his stomach.

Maybe theater wouldn’t be so bad after all.

[welcomehomeincorrectquotes]

Set in @iamderp07’s Adopted AU:

Eddie: *shrieking* I’M BREAKING THE WINDOW!

OneStar Operator: Emergency assistance. This is Sunny.

Frank: *seconds away from breaking down himself* H-Hello, we locked our baby in the car and people are judging us!

Eddie: *clumsily lifting a trashcan over his head* I SWEAR TO GOD I’M GONNA BREAK IT!

Frank: *frantically waving Eddie away* Do not break the window you’ll get glass on him!

OneStar Operator: Sir, please tell your wife to relax. Everything is going to be okay.

Frank: That’s a man.

OneStar Operator: Really?!

Eddie: *pressing himself against the car window with tears running down his eyes* DON’T WORRY, WALLY!  WALLY, DADDY’S COMING FOR YOU!

5 year old Wally: *smiles and waves at Eddie obliviously from inside the car*

OneStar Operator: Sir, we sent the signal. The door should be unlocked.

Frank: Check the door! Check the door! Check the door!

Eddie: *tugging at the door* IT’S NOT UNLOCKED- *pop* Oh. Oh...

Frank: *collapses to his knees in relief after seeing that Wally is alright* Oh.

Eddie: *hugs Wally to his chest as he sit beside Frank* That is amazing... How did they do that?