Batman's posture didn't shift in the slightest. He stood the same—tall, imposing, blatantly unimpressed with Damian's response. He felt foolish then, standing there, like he'd been asked a question and had given an excuse instead of actually answering.

For once, he felt a surge of sympathy—Damian was still a child, despite everything, and Tim was familiar with the discomfort of being unable to sleep. And if he realized later that Damian didn't deserve sympathy, well… Tim would blame his own exhaustion.

Roxas was just experimenting, and if Riku was getting hurt by it, it was his own fault for letting himself be the guinea pig to satisfy Roxas's curiosity. But fate really must enjoy messing with him if it made him fall in love with Roxas.

There was one type of nightmare Damian had never had to deal with before.

He turns his head back to the stars, and repeats the old rhyme from his childhood. "Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight; I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I have tonight." :Dick, Damian, drabble:

/Did I seem unhappy working with you? Did I ever ask for too much? Was there something I should have said?/

Dick thinks Damian needs a costume for when he strikes out on his own. And no matter what, it's gotta have fingerstripes.

Jason and Dick have an ongoing competition known as 'Harassing Tim.' When Dick starts to lose, he turns to Damian for help. "Stop trying to drag me into your and Todd's immature games. I want nothing to do with them." Sort of Damian/Tim. ...not really.

"I'm an assassin. We're not meant to be heroes."

Gotham City definitely couldn't be classified as a pleasant city. It was hardly appealing, with its polluted, smoggy air, frequent rainfall, and consistently slimy, sewage-smelling streets—not to mention the ridiculous crime rates. But it was still /his/.

He was just like Mary Lennox, Dick reflected. His family was gone. He was living in a huge house with a strange man. And now, like Mary, he had found a little secret hideaway, just for himself. And he wouldn't tell anyone about it.

The moment of heart-stopping terror that he felt as he hung in the air with nothing to hold him lasted less than a second, but it was there nonetheless, and Damian's breath caught in his throat as a strong pair of hands grabbed his wrists.

Wally West goes to the mysterious Titan Tower to rescue the trapped princess and claim his happily ever after fairytale ending! The only problem is, Dick's not a princess, and he doesn't want to be saved.

"You could have come back later to say bye. But you didn't. Even though you know that, in our business, every time we see each other might be the last." There was an expectant pause, but Roy didn't offer any response. He didn't have one to give.

"It looks like this is the end." And that's it. No denial, no trying to tell them that everything is going to be okay. Just calm acceptance. "Yup. And we'll go down fighting." YJ anon meme fill.

Robin was tired of pacing around, waiting for Wally to jump back to his regular self and come back to the Cave where they'd make up with rainbows and bunnies and happy bromances and everything would be fine again and /why hadn't he come back yet/?

They were probably setting his room up with booby traps even as he stood here in the kitchen. Roy wondered, for the umpteenth time, why, oh why, did he put up with these insufferable brats? Brotherly Roy, Wally, and Robin.

He was always lying to himself, really, but it was his best form of protection. His best, maybe only, way of holding the cracked pieces of himself together. Through self-deception. -RikuRoku-

It all started with an argument, a skateboard falling from the sky, and a death in a video game. And somehow it's all connected. Modern AU. Eventual Riku/Roxas.

Roxas realizes that he's never heard Riku sing. Roxas decides that he wants to hear Riku sing. And Riku? Riku is not impressed. RikuRoku.

Roxas makes paper airplanes and wishes he had wings. :Riku, Roxas, RikuRoku-ish, Gen-fic, Drabble:

It wasn't an altogether strange idea that he had fallen for Riku, but even Roxas didn't come to the realization until long after it had happened. RikuRoxas.

There was just something about the calm sound of waves crashing on the beach and receding again that created a nice, soothing atmosphere to Vanitas. Hey, even evil villains needed their simple pleasures, right? :Vanitas, oneshot:

Let me make one thing clear right now, you little brat. I don't like you. I don't want to babysit you, and I sure as hell am not gonna play with you. I'm only here 'cause I can use your TV and I get paid. Got it memorized? -Brotherly Axel and Roxas-

He came. Every now and then, he came. Every now and then, they would talk and be together for a little while. He would hold him and Roxas would feel something he decided must be happiness, and then he would be gone again. Established Riku/Roxas.

The distinctive plaintive mew of a cat in need was the one noise that could immediately melt Alphonse's figurative heart, and, upon hearing it, he set off right away to look for the poor animal. Oneshot.

Has it maybe occurred to you that while you've been stalling on leaving Central and trying to find her the perfect gift, Winry has just been waiting and wanting to see you again? Al/Winry, post-series, Christmas oneshot.

Al doesn't get many opportunities to act his age anymore. That's why, when Halloween rolls by, he convinces Ed to go trick or treating with him.

Obviously, World of Warcraft is much more important than paperwork. Thank whatever deity led Ed to introduce Roy to this game. Too bad Riza doesn't see things their way. Continuous related drabble/oneshot series.

When he greeted her, he was smiling a smile that wasn't for her. When she smiled back, it was a smile from someone else. -Havoc/Solaris, onesided Lust/Havoc?, drabble-

He needs crutches, Brother does, and I can see he hates them more than anything right now. :twoshot, drabble, Al and Ed's PoVs:

The only thing scarier than an explosive argument between the Flame and Fullmetal is the two actually agreeing on something, as Roy's subordinates learn. Oneshot.

In which Roxas buys tickets to see a concert and Riku loves his Nintendo DS more than his boyfriend. Warning: Contains lots of stupidity because of a fail authoress. AU, RikuRoxas.

Roy is now the Fuhrer of Amestris and Edward has come to fulfill an old promise...and make a new one. Oneshot. Non-yaoi, friendship-fic.

It's Axel's birthday, and the Organization is throwing a party in the Castle That Never Was! Of course, Sora, Riku, Kairi, and Naminé have all been invited. Slightly AU.

Riku stole Roxas's oreos. They fought. Sora thought they should go to rehab to sort out their violent tendencies. Impromptu therapist Kairi decided that they should go camping together to have some male bonding. This can't end well... Oneshot. Not yaoi!

"Why do you always push people away when you need them?" Something is bothering Ed, and Roy wants to help. But can he get through to a stubborn kid like Edward Elric, especially when he's in such a bad mood? Parental!RoyEd. Mild language. Oneshot.

They were friends, nothing more. Oneshot.

Deep down, Blackstar knew what he had to do, what he should have done. Sometimes, though, you need something to help you get it done, whether it be a friend, an enemy...or a memory. Oneshot.

And the last thing she saw was Sol's eyes. Those mesmerizing amber eyes. She could identify the emotion in them now. She wished she couldn't. Slightly alternate ending to Sunrise. SolHolly. Oneshot.

Tigerstar had a way with words. They were so powerful, so convincing. Oneshot.

Twenty-five prompts can tell twenty-five stories. Well. Oneshots. Drabbles? Rated T just in case. DISCONTINUED.