Gotta be Somebody - Wally West/ Flash one shoteGotta be Somebody - Wally West/ Flash one shote by seffykoepsel
This time, I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life, the one we all dream of
Wally sighed as he passed by another couple. He was starting to regret deciding to take a walk. It seemed that there was four times as many couples as there should be. Normally this wouldn't bother him, but lately.........lately he been having more trouble with the ladies. No that wasn't it. It was the same as always.
But dreams just aren't enough
No, it's want he wanted that's change. He didn't want a one night stand, a pretty lady on his arm. He wanted something more than that.
So I'll be waiting for the real thing, I'll know it by the feeling
The moment when we're meeting, will play out like a scene
He watched as a couple walked by, hand in hand. A sharp ache formed in his chest. He shook his head, a bitter laugh escaping. Who would have though that Wally West would want something like THAT! He knew he was a flirt, and accepted it . He never thought he'd be a romantic at
First GlanceFirst Glance by wolverineluver45
Meg was being infuriating, and Castiel couldn't stand it a second longer. With an agitated huff, he rose from the table, not even bothering to excuse himself. He just needed to get out of Meg's presence; the woman was like a deadly toxin, and Castiel could only just barely handle her in small doses.
He strolled out onto the deck, inhaling a gulp of salty clean air, thankful for the sense of calm it brought. Meg wouldn't follow him out here. For some reason, she hated the smell of the sea and refused to set foot outside their chambers unless it was absolutely necessary. Castiel, however, loved the ocean; he smiled softly as a gentle breeze trickled through his raven hair.
On the deck below, Dean was currently hard at work, sketching charcoal smears that began to take the shape of a man holding his daughter up on the rails of the ship. Dean's eyes crinkled as he smiled, watching the father point out the rudders and waves to his little girl. Dean smudged the edges around his sketch of the