#anyway im just saying that if Wally was there he would be on the ground delirious and vomiting

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

I need everyone to know that speedsters are allergic to nanobots.

No, seriously. They're allergic to nanobots.

Speedsters have absolutely insane metabolisms, which means that they have an absolutely insane immune system. They don't get sick. Ever. Their immune system works at warp speed and takes out germs the second they enter their body. Call germs 'the Rogues' because they're getting tackled by super speedy blurs before they can even think about causing issues.

Okay, so they have a great immune system and don't get sick ever. What does this have to do with nanobots?

Great question! When nanobots are injected into a speedster's body their immune system sees them as a threat. Only problem? It doesn't matter how fast or efficient their immune system is, their body can't destroy a bunch of tiny metal robots.

Because their bodies can't fight off the nanobots they start to display typical cold/flu symptoms instead. Vomiting, fever, runny nose, coughing, being tired, ect. The nanobots aren't causing this reaction. Their own immune system causes this reaction. The fever is the bodies attempt to kill off the 'germs'. The vomiting, runny nose and coughing is the body's attempt to expel the 'germs'. They feel tired because their body is putting everything into fighting off the 'infection'.

In a normal person the nanobots wouldn't even be an issue because they'd be able to avoid detection. They can't avoid detection in a speedster body because their immune systems are dialled up to 500 out of 10.

As a result you get instances like this:

(Inertia had injected Bart with nanobots and Bart had a reaction)

Just an FYI for people because this is extremely fun and versatile information. Especially because none of the speedsters are really aware of this and it doesn't kick in right away. I could totally see a situation where a mission requires nanobot injections and mid mission the speedster goes down out of nowhere. It's also great if you want to do a stereotypical sick fic or something and want to get around that pesky speedster immunity.

Anyway, it's fun information so I thought I'd share

#anyone watch that episode of TT where all the titans are injected with nanobots that'll kill them if robin doesn't work with slade? #and everyone is all 'WHY HAS ROBIN BETRAYED US?!?' #anyway im just saying that if Wally was there he would be on the ground delirious and vomiting #which #i don't know if it makes the situation better because the team would be looking into why hes sick #or if it makes it worse because wallys out of commission #but its 10/10 either way #i just want a yj mission where tims like 'hey we are going to space so here are gps nanobots' #and then like three hours later Bart is burning up delirious and vomiting #and tim (who knows that speedsters ONLY show symptoms of sickness if they have the plague or have been poisoned or something) FREAKS OUT #throws him into quarantine. stops the mission. gets an emergency surgery room ready. has doctors on the line. #Kon goes into quarantine with him cause hes 'AN ALIEN AND CAN'T GET SICK FUCK YOU TIM' #meanwhile hes like #completely fine #he just has flu symptoms #dc #dc comics #the flash #impulse #kid flash #wally west #bart allen #barry allen #speedsters

[inkdemonapologist]

A headcanon I have for Wally that I can't stop gushing about is that he's AroAllo (aromantic & not asexual). "Isn't romance just the watered down version of friendship?" is something I hear him saying.

Omg… I’m never sure what’s the polite way to answer asks that are “here are my personal headcanons” but aren’t a question. Like normally it’s rude to barge into someone else’s headcanons like “I don’t agree with your headcanon” but in this case they were sent to me so I’m assuming I would give my thoughts??? IM UNSURE WHAT IS THE INTENT AND PROTOCOL HERE

Anyway a Wally who is interested in sex but not in romance isn’t hard to imagine, but I personally can’t see him as having that kind of, willful cluelessness about romance? Like, he’s the one character we have actually gossipping about romance in canon, with his “I’d say there was magic there” comment after catching Sammy and Susie off by themselves. This doesn’t tell us if Wally was, like, accurate in his assessment (for me, this is my biggest bit of evidence that Sammy x Susie couldn’t have been totally in Susie’s head, Sammy must’ve at least PRETENDED to reciprocate, though it could just as easily be “it was NOT mutual and Wally totally misread it”), and it’s certainly possible he was just making stuff up, but it seems like romance is something he claims to have at least a little understanding of if we go off of that audiolog.

So like, if I were imagining an aromantic Wally Franks I would see him as the exact opposite -- someone who is convinced he is a master of romance and will give you (terrible, irrelevant) advice unprompted the instant you seem like you might be having girl trouble. Like, he still gets attracted to people so he might’ve dated anyway, which means he had to figure out the expected romance part without having an intuitive understanding of it, but now? He’s fought through the training grounds of Highschool Romantic Drama and he’s old hat at it! He’s got these sentimental kids all figured out, he’ll tell ya how it works! Bonus points if he clearly has no idea what he’s talking about but 1 out of every 3 pieces of advice is actually surprisingly insightful because without all the romantic butterflies blocking his view, there’s actually some situations where Wally HAS figured out what the real important stuff is.

#i know you have questions you always do #wally franks

[strawberry-lemonade]

Funniest things I’ve said(in my opinion):

to my dad:

-that’s some.. ✨spicy✨ depression u got there

-*in response to “im looking for something straight”* u sure u got the right person for that??

-what the mcfudge-nuggets is a city tiddy and why does that name exist

-if i ask to borrow something, first of all I’m not asking, and second of all it’s not borrowing, cuz ur never getting it back

-*ahem* holy hexagon i thought u were a good driver what was that??

-that wasnt very gucci flipflops of you! u mad bro???

-father i require the cotton things^ from the big magic box*. the blood monster• hath returned. (^pads, *store, •period)

-i did a thing that i did not need to do which means that the other thing that i do need to do has not been thinged however i would like to do another thing so i will do that thing and continue to not do the original thing that needs to be thinged.

to my brothers:

-what the mcfuck is up you mcfucking whore

-add me back bitch

-*in response to “ur younger than me don’t ‘awe’ me”* id advise u to not get your hopes up

-one day im gonna get married to a tree for tax benefits and im gonna forcefully make you my maid of honor 💕

-u gucci????????

-i dont think dad made a very good choice in leaving the two of us home alone...

(my brother and i are the problem children and if i weren’t so good at covering tracks we both would probably be grounded for life.)

-are you stupid? like,, are you actually stupid??? That is the worst idea ever so obviously we are going to do it but know that you are a fucking idiot

-*somehow becomes my little brother’s official curser????*

(like he’ll be singing a song that i know and just before he gets to the part that says the f word he cuts off and looks to me and I’ll say ‘FUCK’ for him)

to my sisters:

-i know you’re straight and dont like girls but im bi and we have almost nothing in common and we need something to talk about so we’re gonna act like stereotypical high school girls and talk about boys all night.

-is this what being a >white< teenager is like??? We get to legally do illegal things because no one actually gives enough fucks to reprimand us for things that endanger both us and those around us????

-i think I’ll have another existential crisis, that sounds nice right now.

-jesus christ i think I’m normal now... that’s disgusting someone come drop me on my head again, i need another 14 years of trauma induced weird habits that freak my family out but impress my online friends

-jesus fucking christ i think I’ve fallen in love with more inanimate objects this is becoming an obsession do i need a doctor

to my friends:

-it gets ✨spicy✨

-Hello I See That You Have Followed Me And I Would Like To Ask If You Are Alright

-im in the middle of a pickup line battle with my friend and hes beating me 😭😭

-still got the pronouns right bitch (used they/them)

-okay i have ten bad ideas you have to fucking elaborate

-besides i wanna fight kids about whether cereal is soup

-DO YOU HAVE FRIENDS -yes- for some reason I don’t believe you

-I Mean My Father Just Pulled A Batman And Adopted Someone Because They Have My Brother’s Old Number

-i have been murdered -oh no- no it’s great life has no meaning anyways

-i defied the laws of physics *i just took a picture*

-do u wanna homo today

-oh good job on sleeping

-good night my yes homo bro

-jake peralta killed me T-T

-hey jay can i have a kiss? .. no homo tho

-hey wally u want in on the homo?

-jay come over here we need to homo

-*starts fake-dating someone that is literally named ketchup after fake-dramatically breaking up with s/o*

-As you can see, my detective skills are far superior to all of you.

-jay stop following me I’m breaking up with u

-As Drake would say, Peace in, you fucks.

-*brother dies* Ah. Peace has come to me once more.

-Did you have to kill him? Was my grandfather not enough for you?

-you murder-whore

-this is why i love you, you don’t discourage my homicidal tendencies

-hello i exist. I am not okay with it

-are you telling me not to stab someone right now because first of all how did you know and second of all why not

-fOUR DAYS_ that’s longer than I’ve been alive!!

-I’m gonna gay

-i just watched the music video for bang bang and no one can convince me that anyone in that video is heterosexual

-im a fucking narwhal

-they exist. I am legally required to pull a batman

-yA KNOW WHY HANDS ARE SO FUCKING SEXY TO ME?? I CANT DRAW THEM. AND I AM IN CRISIS

-why the frick frack knick knack slip slap mc mac and cheese are you so bad at taking care of yourself

-so anyways merry crisis eve eve

-and then i checked and was sorely disappointed that i dont annoy you but aNYWAYS

-*ostrich noises intensify*

-excuse me since when the fuck do i have a life

-*t-poses* AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

-even pieces of trash need to breath tho so stop making me wheeze pls

-my dude i have nOODLE ARMS_ why do u think I’m noodle jr

-ur right! I make the rules and the rules are no rules except for one rule that’s not necessarily a rule but its still in the rule book of nonexistent rules to follow bc they’re rules and rules are rules my dude

#things ive said #this is #important af #to me at least lmao #anyways i might add on to this later #idk

[frankenby]

Okay, I’ve been playing Pokémon Shield recently so consider this FE3H/Pokemon game crossover idea I had for a moment.

Characters:

As of right now, I’m only going to put who I think would be gym leaders/Elite Four people. I may or may not have given every student (and some other characters) pokémon teams with four pokémon each, except if people don’t care about this then I’m not going to do much more with it except for my own personal enjoyment.

Elite Four

Sothis: Champion I think it’s pretty obvious why she’d be the champion. They’re very respected and powerful, but she’s still given the opportunity to be elusive and mysterious.

Rhea: Headmaster of Trainer School (Explained in plot) and Elite Four Member She’s not as powerful as the champion, but she is still quite powerful. I’m thinking she’d specialize in psychic pokémon or dragon pokémon.

Lambert: Elite Four Member Dimitri will be well-known and respected, considering how powerful his father is. He will also have a lot to live up to. I’m leaning towards making Lambert specialize in ice type pokémon because Faerghus=cold and cold=ice.

Patricia: Elite Four Member Again, having your mother be on the Elite Four will make you well-known. Also, it’s plot important. I feel like she’d specialize in fire type pokémon because... you know. Flame Emperor.

Reigan: Elite Four Member Claude’s grandpa doesn’t have a name, so I feel like he’d go by his last name. Again again, being on the Elite Four will mean that Reigan’d grandson is well-known. I kind of feel like he’d be an electric type gym leader because... I don’t know. Yellow?

Gym Leaders

So I would make the nobles gym leaders, but also there are too many nobles and not enough gym leaders. Here’s what I have so far. My reasoning may be garbage (as you can probably tell from the section about the Elite Four)

Rodrigue: Ice Type Gym Leader I will say it again. Faerghus=cold, cold=ice. I just feel like Rodrigue should be a gym leader.

Holst Gonriel: Fire Type Gym Leader Holst was a General in the Alliance and was respected for that, so it makes sense that he’d be a gym leader. Why fire? I don’t know, but I’ve connected dots that aren’t actually connected in anyway to justify myself for this long, so... He probably has pink hair, pink=light red red=hot hot=fire

Seteth: Psychic Type Gym Leader Okay, I swear I had a reason for making him a psychic type gym leader and not a dragon type one, but I can’t remember it. Please just trust me. Or don’t. Please feel free to argue with me, actually. Also, Flayn would most definitely be like Wally and want to be a trainer, but Seteth would be like, “No. it is too dangerous, but you may have this Togepi.” Then Byleth would beat him and he’d be like, “Having my ass kicked by this child has made me rethink my view point. You may be a pokémon trainer now, Flayn.” And yes, Flayn is referred to as his daughter in this.

Miklan: Rock Type Gym Leader I don’t know. I don’t know why I want him to be one. I don’t know why rocks. Just rocks. “Not bad for your kind. A bunch of rocks.”

Cornelia: Ghost Type Gym Leader Tell me this woman wouldn’t have a Mismagius and/or a Hattrene. It just fits.

Jeralt: Steel Type Gym Leader I originally had this as Gilbert, but I feel like it would make more sense for it to be Jeralt. I guess maybe the reason for him sending Byleth to school/them moving would be so he could be a gym leader. Also, steel makes sense because he was a knight, I guess?

Ladislava: Flying Type Gym Leader I love her, okay? So I put her in here. What are you gonna do about it? Ground me? You can’t. Speaking of ground, I was going to make her a ground type gym leader, but it makes more sense for her to be a flying type because she’s got a wyvern, so flying type.

Judith: Fighting Type Gym Leader Again, I love her. It just makes sense to me for her to be here. Why fighting? She is the hero of Daphnel. She’s good at fighting.

Plot:

I came up with this at midnight when 1/6th of my brain cell was functioning. It’s probably got things in it that don’t fit the lore/are just not good and I’m sorry. :( If you want to add ideas onto anything I’ve put on here, please do. Feedback would make me very happy. Also, I have no idea what I’m using this plot for, it just exists because I made it and I wanted to share it.

What if there was an optional school for those interested in trainers? I’m actually pretty sure something similar exists but I could be wrong. Prior to their journey, they could receive a starter Pokémon and be taught how to strategize. Byleth and Jeralt could move to the nearby village a few months after the school year begins, but Jeralt could convince the headmaster—Rhea—to let Byleth join. Byleth could recieve their starter Pokémon I don’t know what the starters would be and battle against someone maybe Jeritza or Catherine or Shamir idk as a sort of entrance exam.

Upon passing, Byleth could be allowed to join one of the Three Houses. I’ve been considering naming the houses after the legendary dogs, the legendary birds, or the lake guardians.

(The paragraphs in italics are just talking about the potential names for the houses, so you can skip it if you don’t care about that.)

So I feel like Entei, Raikou, and Suicune could definitely work, but I’m not entirely sure how I feel about naming them something like, “The Entei House.” You could, of course, use their titles, but that would be something like, “The Volcano Pokemon House” and im not sure about that either. Still, I know Arceus is rumored to have played a part in these Pokémon becoming legendaries, and Arceus is going to play a part in the plot.

Articuno, Zapdos, and Moltres could also work, but again, the names would be weird. “The Articuno House” Or “The Ice Bird House.” I just feel like those are weird, however I do like that the types for each House are different.

Then there’s Uxie, Azelf, and Mesprit. Their colors match pretty well, and the titles of these Pokémon could definitely relate two the House leaders. Uxie is the knowledge Pokémon and it is also yellow. Claude’s color scheme is yellow, and he’s very witty. Azelf is the willpower Pokémon and it is also blue. Dimitri’s color scheme is blue and Dimitri often has to restrain his impulses and strength. Mesprit is the emotion Pokémon and it is also pink, which is pretty close to red and it has red gems. Edelgard’s color scheme is red. The only issue with this is that Edelgard isn’t any more emotional than other characters, or at least that is what I feel. If anyone has anything to add regarding this, please feel free to say so! (Especially if I’m wrong about my Pokémon lore.)

The house Byleth picks would determine who their rival is (it’s the house leader) and who they would interact with more often. (Trainers sometimes travel in groups, so it wouldn’t be uncommon for them to see all of their old classmates hanging out.)

Again, the plot of the story was created by me at 12:00 am after reading a few bulbapedia articles on Pokémon stuff so that I could find the correct Pokémon to use.

So Sothis is the champion. Not many people have the opportunity to face her, and she’s very secretive. No one knows how long she’s been the champion, either. So I wanted her to have befriended a legendary Pokémon, but I also wanted her to be immortal (or at least I wanted her to have lived for a long time.) So, I decided to have her befriend Jirachi, the Pokémon that grants wishes. She became the Pokémon champion, but as she got older she wished that she could keep living and defend her spot as champion until someone defeated her in battle. Her wish was granted, and at some point she had children, Rhea and Seteth. I’m not incorporating her other children and I’m keeping their names, too. The Elite Four are the only people who really speak to Sothis, along with her son and granddaughter. They are obviously suspicious of why she looks so young and how she’s been there so long, so Sothis tells them the truth. When Rhea finds out, she is determined to protect her, knowing that being defeated in battle will mean she will die. Patricia, however, wants this power for herself. She secretly forms and becomes the leader of a team called Team Flame wow so creative I know who’s goal is to obtain the azure flute, capture Arceus, then use it to defeat Sothis, as Patricia is unable to defeat on her own. Cornelia, Ladislava, and Jeritza will also be members of Team Flame. Once Byleth defeats/captures Arceus, Sothis will ask Patricia if she really wants to be immortal and watch as all of her loved ones leave her behind. Patricia is remorseful, and Sothis asks her to return to the Elite Four. Once Byleth defeats Sothis, she peacefully fades away and Jirachi also departs.

That’s all I have for right now, but I would love for there to be an open discussion about FE3H/Pokémon because I love both and they are all that’s on my mind right now.

#fe3h #fire emblem three houses #fe3h au #fe3h edelgard #fe3h dimitri #fe3h claude #fe3h byleth #fe3h rhea #fe3h sothis #fe3h seteth #fe3h flayn #fe3h jeralt #fe3h jeritza #fe3h rodrigue #fe3h holst #fe3h cornelia #fe3h miklan #fe3h gilbert #fe3h ladislava #fe3h judith #pokemon #pokemon au

[drawingsanddrabbles]

Two Bros, Sitting in the Candlelight

Happy timkon week! So today was free day and I can’t make desicions to save my life, so I had @timdrakeothy help me pick prompts. So today’s prompts were picked from the extra prompts on @timkonweek2019‘s page: Wingfic and Romantic Dinner

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betaed by @breadmould/Tanya on discord (sorry if you have a tumblr and I didn’t link it it wasn’t in your discord description)

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To say Tim was uncomfortable would be an understatement. However, it was really unfortunate that he was, because Jordan was a really nice girl. She was pretty and sweet and funny. 

But Tim was moulting, and he couldn't stand the itch anymore. 

"'Scuse me, Jordan. I'll be right back, just need to powder my nose." He said and hurried to the bathroom. 

Tim made it to the bathroom but unfortunately wasn't able to lock the door. People, there were people everywhere. People who were rich and therefore, knew who he was and God that itching on his back hurt, he wanted to just rub his back up and down on one of the fancily textured walls until his old feathers came out. But he couldn't. He had Tim Drake's reputation to consider. 

He'd planned this date with Jordan before he'd been in a battle with Klarion where the asshole had cursed him to grow wings. He'd already cancelled on Jordan more than once due to hero things, so he hadn't cancelled this date. He'd figured that the wings wouldn't be seen and it was a first date anyway, no way Tim's shirt would be coming off. Also, if he'd cancelled Jordan might have thought that Tim wasn't interested, and that wasn't even remotely true. 

It was hard enough to find someone to date who actually seemed to like him, much less someone who could distract the media. And ever since Tam and Steph had started dating Tim hadn't had anyone for the rumor mill to latch onto. Jordan didn't mind any of that. 

Pretty, funny, smart, and she wasn't scared of the media. Really, what else could a guy want? Well, besides a superhero, but frankly those were hard to find. 

So Jordan didn't know about his latest magic mishap, which was all good and well and wouldn't have been a problem had Tim not fought Klarion during moulting season. 

At least it wasn't mating season. That would have been a nightmare. 

Tim dashed into a stall and unbuttoned his shirt as quickly as he could, trying to reach down to his wings, which flexed when his back muscles did.

No, no, no… come on…. He couldn't reach. 

He couldn't rub his back against the stall, there were people here. He couldn't find anything to help him reach, and last time he had scratched his back with a batarang it had… ended badly. 

He pulled out his phone. Dick was in Bludhaven and wouldn't be able to get to Metropolis in time, Cass, Bruce, and Damian weren’t even in the country. Duke couldn't get here from Gotham either. 

Steph and Tam, however, were both in Metropolis with Tim on the W/E business he was, but might have been busy doing…. what they do together. 

Steph, help

Im moulting

Steph

Steph this isnt funny

Steph answer please

Steph clearly still hadn't seen his text. He waited a full minute. 

Time for the cavalry. Bart had taken a trip to the future with Wally, which meant: Conner. Tim just hoped that Conner wasn't busy.

Conner help

The response was almost instant. What's up dude?

Im moulting

You're… what?

Dude i just need ur help

Tim's phone started ringing and Tim cut the call. 

Im on a date and i need a way out, one that doesnt make me look like a jerk. Eduardos, Peach and Devon

Now please

The itching was becoming unbearable. He'd make it up to Jordan, he would. 

He heard a boom and someone outside his stall said: "Must be Superman, I hope everything's alright."

Where are you?

Bathroom. 

Come out, ive got an excuse

Eduardo's was a high class establishment. Mainly for business deals, rich people, and romantic dinners. Candles lit the tables, flowers decorated as centerpieces. It was one of those restaurants where any talking was done in hushed voices simply because no one wanted to break the illusion. 

Jordan looked beautiful. Tim felt even more guilty as he sat back down. "So," Tim said when he returned, "you were saying about your major?"

"Right!" Jordan hummed. She opened her mouth to continue her story about how she chose Metropolis University for her biotech degree when Ivy was a more prestigious school when there was a commotion outside the restaurant. 

"What on earth…?" Jordan asked as Tim turned his head to the entrance as he saw Kon push his way through the waiters and ushers shouting Tim's name. 

"Mr Drake-Wayne! Mr. Drake-Wayne, Simmons will be so glad I found you! I know you said you didn't want to be disturbed-" Conner ran up to him, fake-panting. He'd decided to dress up for the occasion it seemed, a loose tie over a button down shirt and slacks that he no doubt stole from Clark's closet. His large glasses were askew on his face. Tim raised a hand to stop the security that was called to escort Kon out. "There's been an issue, you know, with the-" He shot a suspicious look at Jordan and lowered his voice, "-project. I know you want to finish your date but this is… you know." 

Tim held in a laugh at how Kon's eyes were sparkling. He was clearly enjoying this too much. "Of course, I'll come right away. Jordan, I sincerely apologize but-"

"No, it's alright Tim. We'll reschedule, I understand."

Tim patting himself for a pen and Kon produced one from somewhere along with a sticky note. "Order whatever you want, I'll pay-"

"Um, Mr. Wayne sir, we don't take… IOUs…" the Matre ‘D said but Tim shoved it into his hand. "My phone number is on there too, I'll pay for whatever her bill is. Excuse me-" 

"Sir-!" The Matre ‘D tried to say but Tim was already rushing out of the restaurant with Kon, apologizing to Jordan as he did. 

As soon as they made it out of Eduardo's, Kon was giggling. They turned the corner into an alley and Tim slipped off his jacket. "Thank you." He laid his back against the brick and began scratching it against there, not caring what dirt that got on his stupid expensive shirt, sighing as he felt the old feathers begin to losen. He shot an accusing glance at Kon who was grinning stupidly. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

Kon was clearly amused. "Moulting, huh?"

"Apparently." Tim grit out as he tried to rub his back a little harder, trying to knock loose some of the feathers. One was sticking him painfully just on the underside of his wings. 

"Here," Kon immediately pulled Tim into his arms and took off. Tim didn't hear the boom when they reached high enough in the air but he was sure there was one. 

Tim yelped as Kon's TTK pressed against his wings uncomfortably, but within less than a minute they were in Lois and Clark's apartment. 

Tim wanted to ask Kon how living with them and Jon was going but he was more distracted by his wings. As soon as Tim touched ground, he ripped off his shirt, buttons flying. Tim looked around for some type of back scratcher or something when he felt Kon's TTK begin ruffling through his feathers, scratching like nails on his skin but soft through the pinfeathers. 

Jon's mouth dropped open. "Tim has wings!" He shouted, jumping up from the couch as Tim sagged slightly under the TTK. That felt good. 

"Mm, a little to the right-yeah right there." He hummed, going a little weak at the knees because of the relief.

Tim stretched his wings, shaking them slightly and old feathers fell to the floor. Jon gasped as he bent down to pick them up. 

"Wow! What happened?" He asked. 

"Thanks for now, Kon." Tim said, pushing himself out of Conner's grasp. 

"Tim's cursed for-" he turned to Tim, "how long?"

"A month." Tim grumbled. 

"To have wings. But why are you… shedding?"

"Moulting. Birds do it to grow in new feathers and get rid of old ones." Tim corrected. "And according to the ornithologist I went to-" 

"Bird scientist." Kon whispered to Jon who nodded sagely. 

"-this month is moulting time for North American robins."

"Don't robins have red feathers though?" Jon asked, twirling one of Tim's between his fingers. 

"Adults and only during mating season. Most of the rest of the year they're spotted." Tim said. "God, I'm starving, you guys have anything to eat?"

"We were just about to order pizza when you texted." Kon said, closing the window behind him.  Tim folded his shirt in his hands and bent down to pick up the rest of his feathers from the floor. "Lois and Clark are in Hub this weekend."

"Can you fly?" Jon asked, skipping behind Tim as he went to go sit on the couch. "Do you have any other bird characteristics? If I pull out one of your feathers does it hurt like when you pull out a nose hair or when you break a bone? Not that I would know because I've never broken a bone but Damian says it hurts so-"

"Hey Squirt! What do you want on your pizza? Tim's treat!"

Tim raised an eyebrow at Kon, who sat in the kitchen, leaning against a countertop. The phone against his ear. "Pepperoni and barbeque chicken!" Jon chirped beside Tim.

"My treat?"

"Well, I did just save you in a rather spectacular display of acting, if I do say so myself. I say I deserve payment for my performance. Be lucky I only demand pizza."

"And ice cream!" Jon added. 

"And ice cream."

Tim rolled his eyes and dug out his wallet. "Fine. But we get Hawaiian."

Kon glared at him and was probably about to say something about it when the pizza place picked up. "-Yes hello, I'd like to order two large pizzas…One double cheese with mushrooms and the other pepperoni and barbeque chicken." Tim walked over to give Kon his credit card. "Yes, I'm sure I don't want anything else-" Tim punched his arm and Kon laughed, floating out of his reach. "Yes, I've got the credit card right here- Ow! Fine. Three large pizzas, make the third Hawaiian, you freak." The last bit was directed at Tim who made a rude gesture at him and Kon laughed again. 

~~~

Jon fell asleep around ten, ice cream sundae half eaten. He snored, face lying on Kon's thigh. Kon's fingers scratched through Tim's feathers as they watched Wendy. Kon had been slowly introducing it to Jon, well the more PG13 aspects, and Jon was just as obsessed as his older brother. 

"Right there." Tim said, and Kon's TTK dug into his wings, pulling out the old feather. Kon put it in the small pile accumulating on the table. "Jeez, how much can you shed?"

"Moult." Tim corrected. "And apparently moulting season is about five weeks for robins. I'll have a little bit every day or so."

"I guess that means no more dates with… what's her name?"

"Jordan." Tim mumbled relaxing as the TTK spread out over his shoulders, massaging them some. "Yeah, I guess not. It's really unfortunate. I really liked this one."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, and Eduardo's is like, a three week wait. Even for Waynes." Tim said as he ripped off the crust of his pizza. Kon took it from him and munched on it as Tim ate the rest of it.

"Aw, are you sad because you didn't get a candlelit dinner?" Kon teased.

Tim rolled his eyes. "Yeah well, it's not like I get to relax like that often." 

"Ew!" Kon jumped and glanced down at Jon who was drooling onto his pants. Kon poked him hard. "Okay, Jonno. Time for bed." 

"No…" Jon whined as his eyes blinked open. "I'm awake! I'm awake!."

"Nope. Come on, I already let you stay up an hour later than Lois does. Brush your teeth and get under the covers. I'm gonna come check in a moment."

Jon whined about it but he sulked off to the bathroom anyway. Kon paused the TV and began cleaning up. 

"Hey you want to stay the night? Lois and Clark won't mind." Kon asked as he shoved the empty pizza boxes in the garbage. 

"Yeah, I think so," Tim said, toying with his phone. 

"What were you even going to do with Jody-?" 

"Jordan."

"-Like, you've got wings, dude." 

"I wasn't planning on taking off my shirt, dude." Tim said, placing lids back on their containers of half melted ice cream. "It was the first date."

Kon snorted. "Sure you weren't."

Tim rolled his eyes. "Is a nice dinner and a goodnight kiss not enough for you?"

"Sure, but only if I get a walk in the park with it."

Tim stood and walked into the kitchen, tubs of ice cream in each hand. He put them in the freezer. "You're such an ass."

"And you're such a romantic."

"So?" Tim asked. He leaned against the fridge as he watched Kon wrap the stray pieces of pizza in tin foil and put them away for leftovers. "What's wrong with that? I never get anything nice and fairy-tale-like in my real life."

"Being cursed with magic wings isn't fairy-tale-like enough for you?" 

Tim rolled his eyes. "You know what I meant. Sometimes it’s just nice to be pampered, you know?"

Kon made a face that Tim couldn't read and shook his head. "I'm going to check on Jon. You can borrow my pajamas. You know where they are. Feel free to shower and stuff if you want."

Tim decided to take a shower. The day had been long, and his feathers felt a little grimy. After a thorough shower and a dry towel (a clump of pin-feathers stuck to the towel as he dried his back, but that seemed to be all of the moulting he had left for the day), he borrowed a pair of Kon’s pajama pants, deciding not to wear a shirt because of the wings and headed back out into the living room. 

Kon had a stupid smile on his face. Tim frowned. “What...?” He asked suspiciously. 

“I have a surprise for you.” 

Tim raised an eyebrow. Kon held out a hand. Tim laughed at him but took it, and Kon flew back out the window and up to the roof. And yeah, the cheesiness made Tim laugh but nothing could have possibly prepared him for what he saw on the roof. 

Small electric tea-lights speckled the roof, surrounding a blanket on which soder-floats in wine glasses had been settled. 

“What…?” Tim was giggling uncontrollably now. “What is this?”

“Well, you said that you missed having candlelit dinners and relaxing and stuff. I figured, well we already ate dinner but there’s always room for ice cream. And we didn’t have any candles but Clark and Lois had-”

“Oh, Conner you’re such a dork.” Tim laughed, clutching his belly. 

Kon grinned at him. “So you like it?”

Tim fell onto the blanket. He looked up at the sky and then rolled over, careful not to upset his drink. “Conner, this is the nicest but dorkiest thing anyone has ever done for me.”

Kon sat next to him, petting his pinfeathers gently. Tim raised an eyebrow at him. “They’re so soft.” Kon said defensively. 

Tim snorted. “I think I’m done shedding-”

“Moulting.” Kon corrected with an easy smile. 

“-yes, for today. Thank you for everything you did for me tonight.”

“Of course.” Kon said softly. “It’s what bros do. Plus it was fun.”

“Yeah, I guess it was, in a way.” Tim shrugged, sitting up. He and Kon were so close. The electric candlelight flickered shadows across Kon’s face. And maybe it was how late it was, or that Tim was missing out on his date with Jordan, but he bent over and pressed his lips to Kon’s. 

And Kon didn’t kiss back. Tim pulled away, startled and flushed. He’d thought-Had he read Kon wrong? Had-?

“Candlelit dinner and a goodnight kiss, huh?” Conner breathed. 

Tim blinked. 

“Your version of a first date sucks.”

“And why’s that?”

“Because I'd much rather another kiss than a walk in the park,” Kon pulled Tim closer, “but your shirt’s already off, so really, who's version does that make this?” Kon waggled his eyebrows.

Tim rolled his eyes and pushed Kon away, pelting an electric candle at him. He held in a laugh as he said back: “You’re such an ass,” and in return, Kon kissed him again.

#diana writes #diana writes timkon #timkonweek #timkon #timkon week #timkon week 2019 #timkon week: day 4 #two bros sitting in the candlelight

[withered-tears]

comics/series/movies rant

okay so, there’s one thing that’s been bothering me about media, superhero stuff mostly. when you search writing tips one thing that pops out most of the time, is to give your story conflict, cuz a story with no conflict is plain and boring etc etc. and this is fine and all, but one lil thing i wish big media could apply, is that CONFLICT DOESN'T HAVE TO MEAN HUGE STAKES ALL THE TIME coff. let me elaborate on that. i feel that now in comics and movies, EVERYTHING is huge stakes one after the other, do/stop this or all your family die, the whole world explodes THE MULTIVERSE EVAPORATES etc. and like, i dunno about anyone else, but if the only time i get to see a character, its when they are going through something awful, then im gonna relate that character to awful things. and sometimes i see they add snippets of happy moments in between, ONLY to make them bittersweet. haha fun times BUT BAM THEN HE DIED or it was a flashback CUZ HE WAS ACTUALLY DEAD BAM WHAT A TWIST. and like, listen, is there seriously no market for fun slice of life moments?? no wonder i read so many fanfics, they let me experience those characters is so many new different and sometimes relatable experiences, that the canon media seem to discard as plain and boring. because, going back to what i mean about conflict and huge stakes, conflict can be small things, here are some examples of things i would friking love to see more of in canon anything: the justice league trying to convince batman to take a day off and rest cuz holy frick Bruce we have like 300 members now and we can literally teleport around, earth is not gonna explode if you go fishing. (they can only convince him by making it a day off for Alfred and he just having to tag along to ensue Alfred can relax) conflict in this story? Bruce  being too stubborn and not accepting he needs some down time. that’s it, no annoying bittersweet plot wist of him agreeing only to return to find Gotham burnt to the ground, that’s it second example: one of the avengers/avengers close friend/family, literally anyone they have frequent contact with, is getting married. the story’s conflict? all the avengers having to stop/hold back tony from making the biggest, loudest, sluttiest bachelors party in the universe, specially cuz now he haves Rockets number and can call him to ask were to get space strippers. and thats it, just a bunch of cute/funny moments of all the avengers trying to stop tony and he keeps coming up with new ways to organize the party (he might even convince Thor to brings a few barrels of Asgard ale) okay see where im going with this? if there are SO many people making and reading fanfics/fanart of this sorta situations, maybe is cuz we would like see more of it?? givme a justice league game night that evolve into a 3 hour long Clue duel between batman and flash, and everyone is surprised except bats cuz he knows that wally is a forensic scientist and is having way too much fun. givme an avengers realizing Steve have never seen so many classic movies, and the whole groups just ropes him into a marathon in tony’s own cinema room. (they record his reaction to star wars episode 5 and post it online of course) or a story about Bruce swallowing his pride and asking clark if he can teach him how to cook that apple pie his moms bake from time to time because fathers day is aproaching and this year he wants to surprise alfred with a NOn burnt dessert (you talked me and five others through deactivating bombs simultaneously HOW did you set the entire oven on fire again??) coff

ANYWAY, scrolling up i see i ranted for while more than i expected, but yeah, dunno. just wanted to vent about that. i swear one of this days im just gonna say fuck it and write a bunch of one-shots and be done with it 

#ranting #justice league #avengers #marvel #dc #dc comics #just venting #comics #movies #series #batman #superman #tony startk #steve rogers

[queenofcats17]

Okay so I had bit of a funny idea because of the story you did yesterday, which was amazing by the way! Do you think you could write something with Sammy and Corrupted!Henry and maybe Wally can be there too! (Because he didn’t escape like in the game, in my AU) and they’re just trying to keep him out of trouble? I just thought it would be kind of funny since Bendy wanted Sammy to look after him for awhile. It’ll probably be a bit angsty though. 😅 Sorry if this idea is kind of stupid though.

I’m so glad you liked it!

Prepare for some shenanigans! And maybe angst.

Sammy watched as Bendy vanished into the distance. Once he was sure the little demon was gone, he sighed and let his shoulders slump. Henry sat at his feet, smiling up at him. It pained Sammy to see him like this, stripped of his humanity. Apparently, Henry could sense Sammy’s sadness, as he oozed over and starting hugging Sammy’s legs while making comforting noises. Sammy found himself unable to resist a smile.

“Thank you, Henry.” He said, patting Henry’s head. Even if Henry had been corrupted, it was nice to be able to hug his old friend. 

“So, this is Henry Williams?” One of the Lost Ones asked tentatively. 

“Yes, this is him.” Sammy nodded. A few of the Lost Ones knelt in front of Henry, examining him and offering him food. Henry was admittedly rather excited by all this attention, and Sammy started introducing his congregation to his old friend. Most of them had only heard rumors of Henry Williams. More and more Lost Ones ventured out from their little shacks until there was a small crowd around Sammy and Henry. That was when Wally appeared. 

Wally had felt Henry’s corruption complete. Joey’s control had slipped for a moment and Henry’s location had been revealed to all those with a connection to the Ink. Most of the Lost Ones and Searchers hadn’t noticed Henry’s presence appear, but Wally had been paying close attention. They’d all been worried about Henry, and none of them had been quite sure where he was. So as soon as Joey had slipped enough to reveal Henry, Wally bolted to that location to see what he could do to help. He was pretty surprised when he found Henry in the Lost One village with Sammy, being fawned on by numerous Lost Ones.

“Yeesh. Did I miss something?” Sammy’s head snapped around at the sound of Wally’s voice.

“There you are!” He managed to push past the other Lost Ones to get over to Wally. “Where have you been? You just disappeared! We were all worried!”

“Sorry.” Wally gave a sheepish smile, rubbing the back of his head. “I was lookin’ for Henry. Thought I could help. But, uh, looks like you found him first.”

“Bendy was taking care of him.” Sammy glanced back at Henry. “They were with Allison and Tom.”

“Alli and Tom? Seriously?” Wally’s eyes widened. “How’d the kid manage to get them to let Henry in?” Allison and Tom were good people, but they were extremely cautious around anyone who had been infected or was under the control of the hive mind. They had every right to be cautious, given how they were currently thorns in Joey’s side. 

“I don’t know. I didn’t ask.” Sammy made a vague hand gesture. 

“Right. Cool.” Wally let his eyes wander to where Henry was still being doted on by the Lost Ones. “So…He’s one of us now.”

“He…He is.” Sammy followed Wally’s gaze back to Henry. 

“I really thought we could get him out.”

“I did too.”

“At least…Joey won’t do anything too bad to him, right?” Wally’s voice had a slightly hopeful note. “He cares about Henry, right?”

“I don’t know,” Sammy admitted. “Joey tends to get…unpleasant when people don’t behave exactly as he wants them to.” Wally could tell this topic of conversation was only serving to depress Sammy. So he decided to change the subject. 

“Anyway!” Wally slung an arm around Sammy’s shoulder. “How’s it going? Jack says you haven’t visited him in a while.”

“I’ve been…busy.” Sammy hunched his shoulders a bit. Wally almost could have sworn he was blushing.

“Busy how?” Wally asked, grinning. 

“He’s been teaching us songs!” One of the Lost Ones piped up. 

“You’ve been singing without me?” Wally let out a faux horrified gasp. “You know how much I like to sing!”

“Well, I couldn’t find you!” 

The Lost Ones’ attention was drawn away from Henry by Sammy and Wally. They all started laughing quietly. It was always fun for them to see Sammy and Wally interact. Wally was one of the few people who could get away with teasing Sammy the way he did. The two were almost like brothers. Wally and Sammy were their light, their hope. Wally kept morale high and Sammy was a comforting presence for those who needed it. 

Unfortunately, since the Lost Ones had taken their eyes off of Henry, this meant no one was making sure he wasn’t getting into trouble. As a Searcher, Henry wasn’t nearly as cautious as he’d been before. He had no more fear of the ink. After all, he was made of the ink. With the Lost Ones distracted, Henry began to wander about. He’d never been in this place before. The buildings were strange, not like the ones he remembered. But what really caught his attention was the river of ink at the end of the docks. His eye lit up. He’d never seen so much ink before. He wondered if he could swim in it. Immediately, he began to set out for the river. 

“Wait, where’s Henry?” Wally suddenly asked. Sammy stopped talking, looking around as well. To their absolute horror, they saw Henry making his way towards the river of ink. They knew that anyone who fell into that much ink seldom managed to find their way out. 

“Henry no!” They both yelled, running over to snatch Henry away from the river. Henry pouted a little as Sammy scooped him up in his arms. 

“Henry! What were you thinking?!” Sammy said, putting Henry down a safe distance away from the ink. Henry folded his arms, sinking down and sulking. 

“I’m all for having a little fun, but that much ink is dangerous,” Wally added. “You’d never be able to find your way outta there.” Henry started making a whining sound, reminding both Wally and Sammy of a petulant child.

“This might be harder than I thought.” Sammy murmured. 

Watching Henry did indeed turn out to be harder than he’d anticipated. Both Wally and Sammy had their work cut out for them trying to keep Henry out of trouble. Henry wanted to go everywhere and touch everything. He tried to go to the mostly flooded office area, which was populated by Butcher Gang clones. He tried to slip into the vents. And he kept trying to go into the ink river. Neither Sammy nor Wally had ever anticipated having children, but they imagined that this was what it would be like to have a small child. 

“Geez.” Wally panted, sinking to the ground after he and Sammy had managed to wrestle Henry away from the river again. “Didn’t think it’d be this hard.” 

“He has no self-preservation instinct.” Sammy gasped. Henry sat in front of them, smiling innocently. 

“You’re lucky you’re our friend,” Wally said, although his voice lacked any malice. “If you weren’t, I woulda dumped you.” Henry continued to smile, knowing full Wally would never do anything like that. 

“I hope Bendy comes back soon.” Sammy curled up on the ground. He needed a nap. A long one. Henry oozed over, curling up with Sammy and making contented noises. 

“Okay, that’s pretty cute,” Wally admitted. 

“Mm.” Sammy closed his eyes, letting himself drift off. Wally snorted, pulling his hat down over his eyes. They’d both deserved a rest. 

#bendy and the ink machine #batim saudade au #fanfiction #sammy lawrence #wally franks #the lost ones #henry

[hippityhoppityyourenowmyproperty]

Reset!Rant (part 4)

Blackout

Chapter: 1

Thad: "Even though Craydl was programmed to obey my dear grandfather over me, he still could hold a conversation and be useful. While you have some rudimentary communicative abilities, it's not the same. I could say the same of Bart."

This is a put down that comes out of the blue and it shows how normal it has become for Thad to resort to insulting Bart. This insult is especially tasteless when you remember that a lot of ND people have problems with verbal communication/talk too fast/talk too loud or too quiet/have trouble expressing their thought and can go nonverbal. So yeah, basically another slice at Bart for having ADHD, wouldn't you know it.

Thad's vision blacked out and he grabbed the washing machine for stability. If felt as if the bottom fell out of his world. He knew this feeling all too well now, but it had never been as bad as this. He staggered away from the laundry and into the kitchen to sit.

.................................... Helen's voice echoed from the kitchen. "Thad? I just got a call from the school. Bart passed out in class and I'm going to pick him up. I'll be home soon." When Helen returned home with Bart, Thaddeus was waiting in the kitchen with a smirk on his face. "You passed out?" Bart scowled and stomped off to dump his backpack and jacket off on his bedroom floor. Thaddeus snorted, still sneering.

Making fun of someone because they showed physical weakness, that's stereotypical school yard bullying right there. "Haha look at you you loser! You passed out. You're such a weakling!" Thad is so...pathetic in this. He is so desperate for power, so desperate to be superior to Bart. He waited all this time in the kitchen just so that he could throw Bart this line. He clinges to everythign that will make him appear better than Bart. He obssessively seeks out every little one of his flaws and mistakes in order to maintain his big ego. It's almost pittyful. Of course he snots at Bart, of course he is behaving as condescending as possible. Thad is the kind of person who kicks someone who's already on the ground. This is just...So ugly to read. Hey Thad, you nearly passed out earlier this day, I don't see you shaming yourself for being weak. What's the difference? What's making you so special that you don't deserve to be shamed for it?

Hey Helen, you're just going to ignore Thad very obviously and viciously bullying the closest person you have to a son? You're not gonna repriment him for it so that he won't continue to destroy Bart's self esteem and his mental health? No? Great, it would be very confusing if you suddenly started being a responsible parent.

Thaddeus leaned against the doorway with crossed arms. "You're pathetic." He sneered.

Funny that you mention it, have you looked in the mirror lately?

Chapter: 2

Mike gestured to Bart's injuries. "You could say that you got hit in the face with a basketball or something." Bart slung the bag over his shoulder and pushed the bathroom door open. Maybe he could just go home? No, Thad was there, and he didn't want to listen to his evil twin berate him about getting bloodied in a fight.

Through his frequent put downs, Thad now made Bart afraid to show weakness. He knows that Thad will make fun of his vulnerability and won't be of any help to him.

Thad: "No moron, I'm playing with a tesseract puzzle." His voice was dripping with condescending sarcasm. "What else would I be doing?"

Another put down out of the blue. And a very sordid one, I might add.

Chapter: 3

A commotion in the backyard grabbed her attention and she saw Bart and Thad duking it out again. "Oh, for the love of...Wally, I'll call you back. The boys are really at it this time. I swear, Thad needs to get out of the house and get a life, and Bart needs to stop antagonizing him."

Hmm, that's odd. I could've sworn that Thad was the one who constantly ripped on Bart, was a dick to him and provoked Bart with "You've got ADHD so you're dumb" insults, and Bart was the one who remained friendly despite having to endure insult after insult without retailiating. Are you referring to the times Bart called Thad a jerk and said "Like you're any better"? Are those the oh so bad words Bart calls Thad that justify you saying "He's antagonizing him"? Because, and maybe that's just me, but calling someone who is neurodivergent a r*tard, moron, idiot, shortbus, brainless, annoying, destructive, a nuisance, hyperactive, embarrassing, dense, pathetic, saying that they have "Rudimentary communicative abilities", that they "probably got distracted with by something shiny" and implying over and over again that they're stupid and useless, that you see it as a disgrace to be related to them, that you'd like to beat them up, (and actually beating them up) and that they're inferior to you because of aspects of their personality they can't control is a bit worse than saying "Jerk" to defend yourself in response to being called those insults. And somehow we should believe that Bart is the one who is antagonizing Thad? What the fuck is wrong with you people? Thad is so obviously abusing Bart in this, I don't know how anyone couldn't see this. Screw Helen, she has no sense of fairness and justice when it comes to Bart's treatment. Do I have to explain the word favoritism? How come she lets Thad get away with was worse stuff? Why doesn't she chew him out for all the stuff he put Bart through? He was very clearly shaming him for having ADHD im Helen's presence, and she didn't do shit.

I'm 100% sure Thad started this conflict with some "You're inferior to me" comment and was also the one who got physical first.

Helen: "You don't even know?! Get in here and go to your rooms!" The boys let go of each other and sulked past Helen. "I swear you two, if you were girls, I would be blaming hormones for these outbursts."

Yeah, let's just casually ignore the fact that testosterones are the hormones that increase aggressive behavior and that boys produce about 16× more testosterone than girls, and that men are known to be quicker to express their anger through violence than women. (Cite: Men vs. Women: Hormones; a transgender perspective, Why do women and men respond differently to anger? PsychCentral) I guess I can add "sexist" to the list of things that make Helen an unlikable person. Also, glad to know that she now cares about breaking up a fight between them. Play fighting for fun in the yard? Absolutely not! What were you thinking? Why do you act like that? You should know better! Shady sparring fight in the streets? Sure Thad go ahead! Nothing wrong with beating up your brother to release your anger!

Chapter: 4

Thad answered with a smirk, "That you're a hyperactive brat who would just get more destructive when introduced to sizable amounts of caffeine."

Bart glowered and crossed his arms. "Shut up! I am not!" Thad lifted his chin in victory. "See? Hit the matk. I'm right."

Both Helen and Konner sit next to Bart and they say nothing in response.

Kon chuckled as Bart settled down at the table. "Man, I kinda missed that."

"Missed what?" Bart asked.

"You driving people nuts. Inertia's not Rob or Wondy but he flips out pretty fast." Thad snarled at Kon, "They don't have to live with him!"

Bart has been nothing but nice to Thad. Bart is the one who has to live with Thad's constant belittling. Thad has deluded himself into believing that he is the victim here, but he's really not. Bart is. Bart has been trying to help Thad, even though he was a total douchebag who constantly humiliated him. Bart has to live with Thad.

Chapter: 5

Kon: "Seriously, don't you have any other modes than "up yours" or "sideways"? You're going to die a lonely virgin life if you keep this up. Yeah, I get that your childhood was stolen by an evil madman and all, but you're preaching to the choir here. Dude, get over it. We did." Thad's glare darkened and he clenched his fist. Lunging forward with a punch, he stopped just short striking Kon. Shaking with fury, Thad backed away and left the kitchen. Bart sighed and leaned against the kitchen counter. "He's gonna need to spar today and I'm all beat up already."

"You don't have to be his punching back."

"I'm not a punching back. I hit back."

I agree with Kon up until the "just get over it" part. It's nice to see someone finally calling Thad out on his demanding and shitty attitude, but telling an abuse victim to "just get over it" isn't good advice, either. What Kon should have told him was that Thad should work on his behavior and that him having been abused doesn't make it okay for him to abuse others.

The dialoge after that between Kon and Bart is another attempt on the author's part of justifying this situation. The "I hit back" isn't very encouraging when you consider that Thad is a way better fighter than Bart. The "He needs to spar today and I'm all beat up already" makes it very clear that Bart would rather not participate in a duel, but does it anyway because he feels pressured to keep Thad's emotions in check. Without Bart sacrificing his own well being, Thad would've gotten himself into a lot of trouble by beating up random people in blind rage. And Bart knows this. Despite what this sentence is trying to make you belive, their fights aren't balanced. Thad can easily overpower and outsmart him in a duel. At the end of the day, Bart is still his punching back.

Chapter: 5

Seeking Thad out, Bart found him in the library, talking with a couple of upperclassmen girls. Bart pulled him aside, much to Thad's annoyance. "I'm gonna need some help. Eddie's-" "Not my problem," Thad interrupted. "I don't care what's going on." "Look, getting beat up was just the start of it. He's-" "Not. My. Problem." Thad turned away from Bart. "If he got himself into it, he can get himself out of it. This is a waste of my time." "I just want you to back me up."

This kind of sums up what kind of person Thad is. He takes and take but doesn't repay the favors. He's cold and has no compassion. It doesn't matter to him what Bart did for him, and that he vouched for him. And going by Thad's logic, Max and Bart shouldn't have offered Thad to stay with them because; If he got himself into this situation, he can get himself out of it! Not our problem, we don't care what's going on!

Thad knows that Bart is going to do something really dangerous and could get seriously injured or even die, and he still doesn't give a fuck. He hasn't learned to care for Bart one bit.

Bart grinned at him. "You came."

"Max wanted us to take care of each other," Thad remined. "Letting you get pounded into a smear is a violation of those orders."

This is Thad admitting that the only thing that made him help is Max. I'm 100% certain that Thad would've gladly stood by and watched Bart die if it wasn't for Max. Thad still hates Bart's guts for whatever reason, and he actively shows him that every chance he gets.

Chapter: 7

"Obviously, I got my intelligence from both of our grandfathers. Pity that means there wasn't any left for you."

Hey Thad? How about you shut up and not smack talk Bart every chance you get? It would make you less of a person that deserves to get hit multiple times in the teeth with a brick. This is, very obviously, another put down directed at Bart's ADHD that is disguised as a joke.

Jerking his head up, Bart nodded. "You would do that?" "What kind of evil twin do you think I am?" Thad huffed in mock offense. "I only beat you up and ridicule your intelligence, not withhold precious words of wisdom that can be thrown in Wally's face whenever he gets his tights in a wad about you not being the perfect little sidekick. He treated Bart to a wicked grin. Legacies are more than a name and a costume."

Oh don't worry Thad, you're not the evil clone, you're just the abusive, selfish, cold hearted, self entitled, manipulative, egotistical brother. Yes, you 'only' did those things. They are still reprehensible and loathsome. They will still mess up a person and are unforgivable. Turning your actions into a joke doesn't make them funny or acceptable. The fact that he admits to his wrongdoings but doesn't see them as reprehensible speaks volume about his personality. He talks about his crude actions with such satisfaction and confidence as if he were proud of them. After everything I read about Thad in this, it's very likely that he is.

And the reason why he does Bart a favor here? Again, just doing it for himself. He tells Bart these things not becaus he likes Bart, but becaus he dislikes Wally for that whole legacy thing and wants him to suffer. Thad is self projecting about his issues with his legacy.

#tw abuse #tw manipulation #sibling abuse #bart allen #thad thawne #impulse #inertia #reset!rant #max crandal #helen claibrone

[larksinging]

alright im not super happy with this but i think this is as good as its going to get, so. this exist in @rorykillmore‘s deserves better au (for lack of a better name). she also suggested i write this, because i doubt canon is ever gonna examine this parallel, and i would die for black siren at this point. (i also considered adding wally, but that seemed too complicated for the time being. maybe another fic) 

brief references to alcoholism and also trauma i guess? 

“What, like…” Kendra stares at Ray in vague horror. “Like he was human once?”

“Yeah,” Ray replies, and mimes a shiver.  “Seems like a horrible fate.”

“Maybe he deserved it,” Laurels adds, and hopes nobody reads anything into it besides her usual cynicism.

“Doesn’t it ruin the point of a surprise party if you tell me about it?” Kendra asks. She has to look up from the laundry she’s folding when the other two, having taken over her bed to play cards on, only give her a shrug in response.

“Would you rather we didn’t?” Zari shoots back. Kendra hums uncertainty, but Zari ignores her to frown at her cards while Laurel watches her impatiently.

Honestly, Kendra should be thanking them for warning her, as far as Laurel’s concerned. Her “hangouts” with Zari are becoming a regular thing, usually when Nate and Amaya are off being intolerable and Sara’s off pretending she’s not flirting with Ava and they’re the only two cynical enough on the ship to appreciate each other’s complaining.

So the fact they ended up sitting on Kendra’s bed, playing cards, is one half coincidence and one half Kendra not knowing any better. And the newbies have to stick together, even if Kendra’s not technically a newbie. It’s only right that they warn her.

“Besides, it’s less of a surprise party and more a chance for everyone to get drunk and brag about the stuff they’ve done under the guise of catching you up,” Zari continues.  

Kendra pauses and turns to look at them. She seems caught between amusement and vague bafflement. She looks at Laurel. “They do this for everyone now?”

“Don’t ask me,” Laurel responded dryly, “I managed to avoid it.”

“The boys didn’t want to spook you,” Zari adds, though it’s a little hard to tell if it’s teasing or not.

“If you imply I’m skittish again, I’ll break your Xcube.”

“Seriously?” Zari puts down her cards. “It’s called an Xbox on this Earth. Xcube doesn’t even make sense.”

“Whatever.”

“Anyway,” Kendra interrupts with an awkward cough, “This party sounds almost restrained by Legends standards. Because I really doubt that any of them had chilled out at all.”

“It’s more… terrible and awkward,” Zari says.

“It’d be more fun if it was up to Legends standard of destruction,” Laurel grumbles.

“Not when it’s on the ship,” Zari grumbles in return. Then she shrugs at Kendra.  “Anyway, most of it is Nate rambling. You’ll probably hate it.” She glances at Laurel. “And you will definitely hate it.”

Frustratingly, Kendra adores the party. Earlier she even caught up a few of them with her stories. And she listens to Ray’s ramblings with a certain lightness in her laugh. The only thing that’s not completely saccharine about it is the way Laurel notices Sara keeping a worried eye on Kendra. There’s history there, Laurel figures. Too much history.

They’re all gathered in the Gallery and listening to Nate ramble on about the team’s reality-bending adventure last... whenever. Personally, she thinks it’d feel more like a history lesson if it was in the library, but Gideon had cryptically said “No more parties in the library. Captain’s orders”.

Zari wasn’t wrong. Laurel hates this. Then again, it’s probably more enjoyable when you’re drunk, and Laurel’s not that eager to drink anymore. It’s a side effect of finding out her doppelganger and the doppelganger of her father both had drinking problems, she figures. Kind of makes you think twice about hitting the bottle.

Speaking of, Nate is clearly too drunk to be telling this story anymore.

“And so there’s Thawne, just standin’ there, and we- we…. Hm.” Nate pauses and thinks very hard. “Hey, Sara. You tell the rest of this story better. C’moon.”

There’s some brief cheering as Sara steps up, and even more when she takes the drink out of Nate’s hand and sets it aside. He half-stumbles into his seat with a disappointed grumble.

“So there I am,” Sara begins, sweeping her gaze over the crowd, “Everyone’s knocked on their ass, so it’s just me, Thawne, and the Holy Lance.”

“Spear of Destiny,” Nate corrects.

“Whatever. So I have it in my hands, and-” There’s a hint of hesitation. None of the others seem to notice it, but Laurel watches Sara a little more closely. Sara catches her eyes, and then quickly looks away.

“-And he snatches it from me. But joke’s on him, I made one tiny change. And that’s when he realizes it’s just a  powerless hunk of wood.” Sara soaks in the approving cheer from the crowd. Even Laurel’s more impressed than she’d like to admit.

“He’s just about to try and kill me, keyword try, when that… thing shows up. That, um…” Sara searches for the words for a moment. “The Black Flash.”

Laurel’s blood runs cold.

“He had one of those silly speedster suits, but all black and red,” Sara adds. She gestures to her face. “But all torn up and…. Grr.”

“It, er, he? He was some kind of time wraith chasing Eobard down,” Ray explains to the newbies. “Like a twisted version of a speedster.”

“What, like…” Kendra stares at Ray in vague horror. “Like he was human once?”

“Yeah,” Ray replies, and mimes a shiver.  “Seems like a horrible fate.”

“Maybe he deserved it,” Laurels adds, and hopes nobody reads anything into it besides her usual cynicism.

Ray and Amaya give her a horrified look, while Kendra looks more confused than anything. Zari seems uncertain, Nate’s too drunk to care, and Mick snorts in amusement. Sara pauses. Laurel shrugs to try and brush it off, but she feels strangely fragile.

“...Anyway,” Sara says, “He just sticks his hand in Thawne’s chest and boom, suddenly him and his stupid yellow suit are disappearing. And-”

“Oh, I remember this!” Nate interrupts. “Then-”

But Laurel doesn’t hear the rest of what he said. Even now, she can still remember the sound of that little execution trick. Just a bit too low to sound like a fly. She’d always wondered what it felt like, not that she ever wanted to find out. It didn’t seem like it should have hurt, but it also seemed like Zoom would have found a way to make it hurt a lot. The metas always screamed before they died, so it must have.

Laurel startles and snaps back to attention when the room bursts into laughter. She quickly covers herself by giving Nate a vaguely unimpressed look, but in the corner of her eye she catches Sara watching her closely.

Nate makes another sweeping gesture and knocks his glass over. As it shattered on the ground, Laurel rolls her eyes with extra amounts of dramatic scorn. If she makes herself seem annoyed at Nate, nobody will question why she needs to leave the room that’s suddenly way too loud. Everyone seems to buy it, because when she rises from her seat they just wave her off. They all think she’s prickly and mean and cultivating suits her well for moments like this.

“Enjoy brooding!” Nate calls as he leaves. Sara doesn’t say anything.

Her room is too quiet, so Laurel runs her finger along the rim of the half-empty glass and listen to the high pitched humming. It’s silly and a little cliche, but it makes her feel a little bit better.

The door slides open and Laurel stops abruptly. She’d told Gideon not to let anyone in, which means it must be Sara. Gideon would ignore her command for Sara. Sure enough, Sara enters carefully and looks her over. She doesn't even do Laurel the honor of not looking openly worried.

“It’s just water,” Laurel grumbles when she catches Sara eyeing her glass.

As much as she doesn’t really want to do this right now, she’d rather not have to deal with this later either. So she slides over a fraction of an inch from where she’s sitting on her bed. Sara takes the invitation and takes a seat next to her.

“...Look,” Sara begins gently, “I know you well enough to know that you don’t scare easily. But whatever happened in there really spooked you.”

“What, you think I got scared?” Laurel sneers in return. She doesn’t have to look at Sara to know that her (sort-of) sister is skeptical.

“If you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine.” Sara’s voice has a kind of careful, even quality to it, like she’s expecting Laurel to startle. Her Captain voice. “I just.... You can talk to us. If you need to.”

The idea of opening up feels gross and vulnerable. Maybe the Legends have warmed her up to being nice, or not mean, or whatever, but that’s a completely different hurtle. And yet, when Sara rises with a little nod and heads for the door, Laurel’s chest constricts.

“Wait-” She says. Sara pauses. “Wait.”

It’s not until Sara sits back down on the bed that Laurel finds her voice. “I… know that thing,” She says after a moment. “It’s… my old boss.”

“...Prometheus?” Sara seems to be struggling with this. Not that Laurel’s told her that many details.

“No.” There’s a nervous part of her that feels like if she says it, he’ll suddenly appear. Even now. “Zoom.”

When she glances at Sara, it’s clear that Sara’s not fully following this. So she goes on. “He wasn’t like that before. It must be… Speed Force bullshit, or something.” She shakes her head. “S.T.A.R. labs never told me what happened to him. I just assumed he was dead, because everyone was still in one piece.”

“Let me get this straight,” Sara says. “The evil speedster from Earth-2 you used to work for became the time wraith that killed Eobard Thawne?”

“I guess,” Laurel says, because thinking too hard is not what she wants to do. There’s a slightly awkward moment of silence between them.

“Time wraiths don’t come after us,” Sara says gently, as if that’s what’s gotten under her skin. It rubs up against her all the wrong ways. “We have a different kind of time travel. It’s not going to come looking for-”

Laurel pushes herself off the bed and begins to pace. She wants to scream that no, that’s not it. Zoom’s probably less of a monster as a time wraith. She has to grit her teeth to stop the nervous energy rising that makes her want to break something.

“Laurel-”

“Forget it,” She snaps, and turns for the door. At this point, she doesn’t care how silly it is to storm out of her own room. But Sara catches up and just stands in her way.

“Okay,” Sara holds up her hands, as if that’ll calm Laurel down. “Okay. I get it, I’m... jumping to conclusions.” Sara puts her hands on Laurel’s shoulders when it’s clear she’s cooled down, and then gently guides her until they’re both sitting on the bed again. Laurel’s feeling a bit too hollowed out to resist.

“You didn’t know Zoom,” is all she manages to say. Sara starts to say something, but Laurel interrupts her.

“You know...” She dips into that sickly sweet mocking tone that she doesn’t use around the Legends much anymore, “When he’d drop metas off on your Earth, some of them would go and track down their doppelgangers to kill them to take their place. As if that would let them get away.” She smiles bitterly and looks at Sara. “I didn’t exactly have that option.”

The silence that hangs between them is more tense. Laurel’s smile fades when she notices how tightly Sara has clenched her fists in her lap. Sara doesn’t say anything, but Laurel suspects she’s trying to hold herself back from lashing out. Maybe she wouldn’t with anyone else. The jab suddenly doesn’t feel as satisfying.

“...That was a low blow,” Laurel admits, because she’s not quite to a point where she can apologize. But Sara deserves something.

There’s a long moment, and Sara sighs a little. Laurel wishes she could hate herself more for the misstep, but it’s hard when Sara somehow finds a way to move past it.

“...Anyway,” Sara begins a little tensely, but then evens out, “I’ve had some experience with  murder-happy megalomaniacs. And if the one you dealt with was also a speedster, then I think that being afraid is a normal response.” She looks at Laurel, and her voice is softer. Less Captain-y, more vulnerable. “These things linger.”

Laurel wants to argue that she’s not afraid. Being afraid of Zoom was the kind of thing the lesser metas did, or ones who’d done something to disappoint him. She’d always found some safety in putting on the impression that she could even openly question him. A little bit.

And, sure, sometimes she has nightmares, but the usual one is of being choked. Sometimes it’s Chase, and sometimes it’s Oliver, sometimes it’s Cayden, and even every once and a while it’s Sara. But never Zoom. Not that she doesn’t have nightmares, but it’s different. Maybe that’s because her subconscious mind knows he wouldn’t need to choke her. That’s not fear, is it?

Is it?

“Laurel?” Sara sounds concerned, and Laurel realizes she hasn’t responded.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” She snaps. “Just like you don’t want to talk about the Spear.” From the way Sara almost winces, Laurel can tell she didn’t expect anyone to notice. A hurt silence hangs over them for a moment, and then she relents. “Not right now.”

“Okay,” Sara says quietly, but it sounds like an agreement.

Instead Sara puts her hand on Laurel’s shoulder. Laurel shifts to move a touch closer, and Sara takes the invitation to pull her into a gentle hug. It’s a careful system they’ve worked out, since Laurel can’t quite herself to initiate this kind of affection and Sara doesn’t want to crowd her.

“If you tell anyone I let you hug me, there won’t be a Captain anymore,” Laurel teases.

“So you’re recording this, right, Gideon?”

“I hate you,” Laurel sighs, but hugs her back a little more tightly than she intended. It helps, just a little.

#my writing #shrug.jpg #i have no idea what to tag this as honestly #also this included... trying to write a lot of characters if briefly #so i hope they came out at least passable #anyway im at the point where im ready to wash my hands of working on this

[winterflash-2019]

Better Part:11

1 month later

Bria was scared she never admitted it but she was truly terrified. She loves Barry she loves team flash she doesn’t want to leave everyone behind. She believes Barry will save her but at the same time in the back of her head she knew she couldn’t escape death.

She turns around and looks at Barry’s sleeping form and smiles he looks so peaceful so relaxed like he’s not carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders.She gets up and goes to the bathroom and looks at herself in the mirror it was currently 8am she has to wake up Barry in 30 minutes.

She takes a shower and gets dressed she set up her outfit specifically for this day. Shes wearing a white off the shoulder long sleeve shirt and a pink skirt that stops at her knees with pink heels and she curls her short hair.

By the time she’s finished getting ready its 8:30 and she turns around to go wake up barry but he’s already behind her.

“I woke up and you was gone” he says as he yawns

“I couldn’t sleep so I just decided to go ahead and get ready” she says quietly

“Baby girl it’s gonna be okay don’t worry” Barry says as he saw the troubled expression on her face.

“I know you got me Barr” Bria says and kisses him

“But if things go wrong don’t lose yourself okay”

Barry nods his head and hugs her tight he wanted to stay like this for eternity.

-Timeskip at Star Labs-

Everything was going fine everyone was trying to think of a plan. It was when Cisco needed a tool that he left in his work shop and Bria volunteered to go get it everything went downhill.

As Bria walked in the work shop she immediately sees the tool Cisco needed on his desk. She grabs it but when she turns around she’s facing Savitars smirking face. She goes to scream but he puts his hand on her mouth.

Cisco is monitoring the cameras and sees Savitar holding Bria

“Oh my god Barry"Cisco says and Barry runs to look at the footage.

Savitar looks at the camera “if you want her flash you can meet me on infantino street” Savitar says and kisses Bria’s cheek and speeds away.

“Cisco we have to get her back ” Barry says frantically voice cracking in the process

“We will Barry we will we’re still thinking of a plan”

“To hell with a plan We need to get her back NOW”

“Okay Barry I’m sorry for saying this but we are not getting Bria back if we don’t have a plan instead we’re going to wing it and she’ll die in your arms… like the vision you saw and you don’t want that do you"Iris says sternly

“Of course not “Barry says quietly

“Then we need a plan"Joe says and Eddie nods

Wally and Caitlyn has been quiet they were extremely upset they tried to prepare themselves for this day but it never really work Bria was always their for them and her death will be hard for them.

Time skip: 7:00pm

Bria opens her eyes to see Savitar smirking down at her.

“Wakey wakey sweet cheeks” he says and she frowns.


“Why are you doing this"She says

“Don’t ask questions doll you see I know all about you pretending to not be afraid but baby I know the truth you’re scared of death scared of leaving everyone behind” Savitar says and he leans forward so that he’s in her face and she gulps

“P-Please just let me go okay whatever I did I’m sorry” Bria stutters

“It doesn’t work like that darling “Savitar says

Suddenly Bria got an idea this was future barry she was talking too. Her Barry still had to be in there somewhere the Barry that fell in love with her.

"Barry listen to me I know you’re still in there somewhere you don’t want to do this okay I know you Barr and this isn’t you” Bria says genuinely

“I’m not Barry"Savitar says

"Barr please just think about what you’re doing”

“I SAID IM NOT BARRY ” Savitar yells and slaps Bria and she yelps

“Now lets go I’m pretty sure your boy toy is already at infantino street” Barry says while aggressively pulling her up by her hair and speeds away

-Time skip 9:00pm -

“So everyone got the plan right"Cisco asks and everyone nods

"I’ll go over it once more anyway"Barry says and everyone internally groans this would be the 5th time he went over the plan.

"Okay so Joe, H.R , and Eddie will be on the roof with the guns preparing to shoot, Wally will come up behind Savi- Barry pauses and grabs his head

"Barry hey what’s going on "Iris says and grips his shoulder

"It’s Savitar he knows the plan”

“SHIT what the hell are we supposed to do now” eddie says

“We’re still going through with the plan alright Cisco ,Caitlyn, and Iris stays here”. Barry says and everyone nods

“Lets go we can’t waste anymore time"Joe says

- Infantino street -

Savitar stands in front of Barry smirking and holding Bria up by her neck

"You’re not getting away with this” Barry says

“Oh but Barry I already have"Savitar says and throws Bria to the ground and charges at Barry.


Savitar and Barry are fighting to the death,he didn’t want the love of his life to be taken from him or savitar would succeed in breaking Barry piece by piece until the last piece, Bria was unfixable.

"Who the hell do you think you are to put your hands on my baby girl”

“I’m Savitar the god of speed and I will get my vengeance” Savitar says and he speeds back to Bria and picks her up by her throat and she tries to remove his hands.

“I told you I’ll get her eventually flash”

“Just let her go” Barry says with his arms out cautiously

“Its time for you to realize”

“JUST LET HER GO PLEASE ” Barry yells and he looks at Bria

“Barry I love you” Bria says as her eyes started watering

“Hey no don’t say that alright you’re gonna be alright baby ,PLEASE I’m begging you”

“BARRY” Bria screams

“GUYS SHOOT"Barry yells but no gun fire was heard joe , h.r and eddie were frozen in fear

"Never underestimate me Barry” Savitar says as he raises his blade.

“NOOOOO"Barry screams and starts running suddenly all his memories of Bria starts playing in front of him .

-Memories-

"It’s okay I totally understand and of course I’ll go on a date with you uh”

“Barry Allen”

“Barry, my name is Bria”The dark skinned girl smiles

-

“Barry this date has been amazing seriously I was having a bad day but you made it better” Bria smiles as she and Barry steps onto her porch.

“Well its the least I could do you know with how that customer treated you today and plus I really like you"Barry smiles and pulls her closer

"Well its a good thing I really like you too Barry Allen"Bria says quietly and steps on her tippy toes and kisses his cheek 
-

"I’m the flash” Barry says as he picks her up and runs to Star Labs and puts her down

Bria turns around in awe and runs up to Barry and bear hugs him and wraps her legs around his waist

“ OH MY GOSH MY BOYFRIEND IS THE FLASH ” -

“Hey come back here with my goggles” Barry says while chasing after her in normal speed

Bria turns around to face him and sticks her tongue out” Catch me if you can Barr” Barry flashes in front of her and snatches the goggles out her hands “that fast enough for you” Barry says cockily Bria giggles “no fair” -

Bria sits in Barrys lap “so I was thinking about having a romantic dinner tonight at home”

“Of course babe I get off at 8 okay"Barry says and she smiles her beautiful smile at him -


“I heard you I heard everything you said and I just want you to know that I’m not going anywhere Barry Allen you’re stuck with me forever flash” Bria says with a smile - 
“Barr I’m pregnant ” Bria whispers

“A-Are you serious I’m going to be a dad” Barry says excitedly and Bria nods and they hug each other

Bria pulls back and grabs his chin while

staring in his eyes"I love you Barry Allen”

“I love you too”

-
“What” Bria says while smiling

“I just really love you “Barry says quietly

“I love you too barr”

“Are you okay” Barry says as he runs her shoulders and Bria takes her time and thinks for a second before leaning closer into Barry

“Yeah I’m okay…you okay” Bria says as she looks up at him

“I’m okay as long as you’re okay ” Barry says and kisses her forehead

End of memories

Barry looks at Bria’s face as he tries his best to run faster and she gives a small smile before Savitar pierces his blade through her back and her arms fall limp at her sides and her head goes back as she gasps with tears rolling down her face Savitar drops her and runs off. Barry catches her before she hits the ground

“Hey Bria please” Barry sobs as he shakes Bria trying to wake her

“No please” Barry sobs more as he tries to stop the bleeding

“Don’t leave me please Bria, I-I need you” Barry looks at her closed eyes and limp body in his arms he knows it no use as he feels her pulse it was too late she was gone.

Barry pulls her against his chest and yells out of frustration. Tears streamed down his face as he sobbed and sobbed he would never get the chance to hear her laugh again or see her beautiful smile. He wouldn’t get to have kids with her or propose to her like he had planned. He tried everything he could to protect her but in the end he failed once again. He promised her he was going to save her but he didn’t keep his promise.

He wraps his hands around her limp body while he rocks side to side. Her head falling back as he leaned down to the ground and back up at this point Barry was covered in blood, his baby girls blood .

"I can’t do this” he sobs as he puts his head in the crook of her neck. Savitar has succeeded in destroying Barry, his world just falling apart right in front of him and like Savitar said he’ll never get over this.

The woman he loved was gone.

#grant gustin #barry allen #barry allen imagine #the flash

[winterflash-2019]

Better Part: 4

It’s been 2 years Iris and Bria put their differences aside...for now and Bria and Barry are still going strong eventually Barry got an apartment for him and Bria and Eddie and Iris are married and Caitlyn and Julian are dating and Cisco and gypsy are a thing as well as Wally and Jesse. 
*At CCPD* “Hey Bri can you give these DNA samples to Barry please oh and did you finish your report” Joe asked “Of course I finished these cases come easy to me you know that Joe"Bria says with a smirk “You damn right you the best in the business glad you took up on the offer 2 years ago but i gotta get to another crime scene I’ll catch up with you later"Joe says and Bria nodded and grabbed the samples from Joes desk and made her way to Barry’s lab. "Hey hey hey barr"Bria says excitedly as she sits on Barry’s desk. 
"Hi babe what ya got for me” Barry says after giving Bria a quick kiss. 
“Okay meta human DNA samples this meta human is similar to the one 2 years ago umm what’s his name Yorkin” Bria said 
“Uh huh and what’s the difference ” Barry said 
“Well his name is poised and what a coincidence he poisons everything he touches and the process only takes an hour, 2 if the victim is lucky point is Joe wants you to find out what’s the poison so we can find the opposite of it to stop him"Bria says as she crosses her legs 
"Awe look at my baby being all professional but don’t worry I will find out what’s in his blood stream and give it to you babe ” Barry says with a wide smile on his face and Bria sits on his lap 
“Ok and I was thinking if we can have a romantic dinner tonight at home"Bria says and Barry melts at hearing the word home come from her mouth. "Of course babe I get off at 8 okay"Barry says and Bria smiles "okay but I gotta go now I need to get a head start on cooking the food I love you” Bria says and kisses Barry before she stands up and stretch and Barry grabs her ass and smirks “I love you too"he says and winks at her as she laughs at him and walks out the door Barry just shakes his head and smiles to himself” *At Star Labs* “Ok Barry just text me details about a new meta human that’s goes by the name poised …wow I can come up with names better than that” Cisco says and Caitlyn and Wally rolls their eyes 
“So how do we stop him” Wally says 
“Well Barry just did the samples Bria gave him and he said inside the poison is glericin (made up name😂) which is deadly and the opposite of glericin is fambioua(😂i dont know) so all we need to find out is where can we get fambioua” Cisco says and runs to the computer to locate the foreign liquid. *with Bria* 
As Bria went inside her and Barry’s shared apartment she didn’t notice the figure standing outside watching her with a mischievous smirk on his face. 
Bria cooks chicken alfredo and turns the stove on low and gets in the shower. It was 7:00pm when she got out she was only in the shower for 20 minutes . She digs in her dresser and finds a pink skirt with a slit at the bottom that stops at her knees and a black long sleeved shirt with the necklace Barry gave her for her birthday with black heels and unwraps her straightened hair and combs it out until it perfectly frames her face and she smiles at her reflection in he mirror she didn’t have on makeup since Barry loves when she didn’t have on any but she did have on lipgloss. She makes her way to the kitchen to turn the stove off when she notices it was already off and the alfredo was on the counter. 
“What the hell"Bria says and looks around 
"Barry Baby are you back early” Bria says but there was no sight of Barry. “I’m not Barry sweetie” The random figure steps into the light and Bria’s eyes widen.
“Y-Your P-Poised why a-are you here"Bria stutters 
"Well I couldn’t help but over hear your conversation at CCPD you’re the best in the damn business you can crack a case in less than 30 minutes and you’re so close to figuring out my little secret and that can’t get out so the best way is to solve the problem is to simply kill you sweetie” Poised says and makes a grab for Bria but Bria runs in her room looking for her gun. “Freeze hands up don’t move” Bria says as she points her gun at the meta human 
“YOU CAN’T KILL ME” the meta human yells as toxic gas surrounds Bria and her eyes widen as she falls to the ground and the meta human kicks the gun away from her. 
“Nice try sweet heart" the meta human says and grabs her throat and bangs her head against the floor and walks out the apartment. 
Bria struggles to breathe she’s coughing and wheezing as she grabs at her throat her body starts jerking and her eyes roll to the back of her head and she hears ringing in her ears. Barry’s POV I smile as I walk in the apartment. “BABE IM HOME” I yell but I hear violent coughing and I run in the back room to see Bria on the ground wheezing and jerking on the ground and my eyes widen 
“Hey babe no no no please” I say as I run to her and pick her up I notice the veins in her throat become a visible black and suddenly she stops moving and her eyes are closed. 
“Bri hey no please open your eyes” I felt her pulse it was faint so I sped to Star Labs . “GUYS HELP” I yell as I ran and laid Bria onto a bed. 
“What’s going on Barry what happened” Julian asks 
“I don’t know I just came home and she was like this"I say with tears streaming down my face "guys please I can’t lose her” I say in a whisper 
“Most likely poised went after her Good thing wally found the opposite of the poison or we would be out of luck"cisco says But soon we hear Bria start Hyperventilating and her veins turn black all over her face and chest and she starts seizing. 
"GUYS HURRY” I yell while running over to Bria’s side. “ hey babe its gonna be okay I’m here you’ll be okay I promise please stay with me” I whisper in her ear and grab her hand then Caitlyn come over to me. “Barry we need to take some of your blood and fast” she says 
“Fine I don’t care hurry” I say and she nods her head and do what she has to do and i see cisco with a needle with blue liquid inside it. 
“Cisco what is that"I ask my voice cracking 
"Its the fambioua we need to inject this into her system along with your blood so the poison can die” he says and looks at Caitlyn “are you ready” he asks her and she nods. I put my head down and let the tears fall and wally comes and pats my back “it’s going to be okay barry she’ll be fine ” he reassures me and I nod and look at Bria as Caitlyn and Cisco injected both liquids in her at the same time and her mouth opens and she takes a deep breath and relaxes and lays still on the bed. 
End of POV *time skip* 
Its been 3 hours since team flash stopped the poison in Bria’s body she’s asleep and Barry is by her bed holding her hand and Joe and Iris and Eddie look through the glass window with pure concern in their eyes. “How long will it be until she wakes up” Eddie asks Bria is his best friend after all 
“Another 30 minutes she’s back to normal it’s just her body is settling to the famboiua and Barry’s blood since he’s a meta too” Caitlyn says and Eddie nods his head but the team decided to head inside with Barry anyway. 
“She’ll be okay Barr” Joe says and sits next to Barry. “W-what if I got home late she could’ve di- 
 "But she didn’t and that’s all that matters ” Iris says . 
“Barry Bria loves you she’s strong she’ll fight it with all the strength she has she’s not going to leave you alone” Eddie says as he looked at Bria 
“You’re right…all of you its just I can’t stop thinking about it i love her so much I don’t want to see her like that ever again” he noticed Bria stirring in her sleep and he sees her eyes open. “Oh my gosh I love you” Barry says and rubs Bria’s face. “Are you feeling okay ” everyone else said at the same time. “Yeah I’m just so tired what happened "Bria said in a whisper "Poised got to you but don’t worry we found out a way to stop the poison in your body"Barry said as he looked around the room "hey guys can you give us a minute” he ask and everyone nods and walks out the room. “I heard what you said to me” Bria says as she looked at Barry with a loving smile 
 “I just want you to know that I’m never leaving you Barr you’re stuck with me forever"Bria says as her voice cracks and Barry smiles 
"Same goes for you Babe now what did you cook” Barry says with a playful grin on his face and Bria groans “shit I made chicken alfredo and I really want some right about now” Bria says with a pout on her face and Barry laughs “you can get some when we get home babe but for now you need to sleep okay” Barry says and kisses her on the cheek. 
“Fineee I love you” Bria says and bats her eyelashes at Barry 
“You’re too cute” Barry says with a smile

#barry allen #barry allen imagine #the flash #grant gustin