#don't worry guys barry is just as mean

[keyh0use]

this is how i write toppers interactions with barry for those unfamiliar with my fics

#don't worry guys barry is just as mean #they secretly like eachother #topper doesn't let anyone else talk shit about Barry #Barry huffs and rolls his eyes but fixes Topper's shit for free #(he says it's cause he likes making Rafe happy but) #I tried reblogging my last post with this for reference but couldn't add a video #Annoying #rafebarry #rafe x barry #barry (obx) #barry obx #outer banks #topper thornton

[dcxdpdabbles]

Cave boy Danny AU where he's half asleep and rambling as he mentions some people back home like his exes (especially Valerie), his English teacher, this stalker of his who he likes messing with, and the annoying fruitloop who's the bane of his existence! They're concerned. Only once he's fully awake when they ask for names.

Lancer is Alfred, Talia is Val, maybe Paulina is Julie Madison but idk, Wes is Edward/The riddler (I'm pretty sure there was a time he had a reddish orange hair. Either way, he was the same model as Danny so maybe Wes dyed his hair to not be confused with the Fentons in this AU), and Vlad is Ra's!

Hello! This actually falls out of my planned plotline for Cave Boy, but I will write something for you that is close to the prompt to make up for it! Hope that's okay and that you like it

Flash sends them a message sometime in the early afternoon before any of the Bats are ready to go out. In fact, Damian, Duke, Steph, and Jason are in class when his message arrives.

Bruce, Dick, Tim, Cass, and Barbara are at work. As the Flash is one of the few who knows what the Batfamily is doing during these hours, it is rare for him to bother at this hour. He would have usually waited until after five as that was when a majority of them became available.

They all quickly check their phones when they vibrate to ensure it's not a world-ending threat, just in case.

Since the messages would be sent to their civilian phones- anyone in the know of the Bat's real identity chooses to text in a very specific code. This way, no one would know what they were saying, and the Bats would realize they were speaking to who they thought they were.

Barry Allen chose Disney theme GIFs as his code.

A gif of Mulan singing Reflections lets them all know that somehow, the speedster has again opened a portal into a different dimension and/or mess with time.

"Why is my reflection someone I don't know?" meant "A double of one of you has crossed over from a different dimension and/or timeline"

This causes a brief ripple of anxiety. The last time someone had a double, it was Tim, and his future version of himself was crazy, evil, and surprisingly capable. It took Tim almost ending his life to beat the guy.

Thankfully, the second GIF comes through seconds later. This one is Mulan's Honor To Us All.

"Please bring honor to us all" meant "The double is friendly."

The last Gif was from Lion King, Timon cheerfully singing Hakuna Matata. "It means no worries for the rest of your days" meant "Sorry for the trouble."

Those in class return to their various lessons, but Tim quickly responds, "I love that movie! We should watch Mulan again the next time I see you, Uncle Barry!"

This means, "We will meet the double tonight."

The rest of the day drags on as they all slowly start to make bets on who the double would be for. They all agree that Cass is long overdue to face herself again. Still, Dick makes the complying argument that Duke needed to have his first "My counterpart from another dimensional/ Timal plane" moment.

They all actively hope Duke can clear another block on his Bat-bingo card. He gets two more and a complimentary tray of any of his favorite Alfred's desserts.

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That night, they all meet up in the watch tower, each clutching their bingo card just in case. (The game resets every month, and so far, Jason has written down the most accurate predictions. He needed two more squares for a cooking lesson of his favorite meal, and he was out for blood)

They all silently go to the conference room, where Barry entertains the guests. Apparently, they were trying to find discrepancies in their world's history and the double's life to help find which world they came from and send them back.

They were being shown the main rouges to test the timeframe.

"Is that Wes!?" A young male teenager yells. Sadly, Steph swears, staring at her "A new Batgirl from a different world" box.

"We call him Edward when he's not in his costume. Otherwise, his name is the Riddler." Barry answers, amusement clear in his voice.

"Riddler? How is Riddler menacing? What does he tell you, riddles of death or something?"

"You be surprised......."

Bruce gets to the door, pushing it open with a quick flick of the wrist, and inside is Barry sitting at the conference table next to a boy with dark hair and blue eyes. In front of them is a hologram showcasing the Gotham Rouge files.

There are papers and pencils scattered on the table. Likely, they have been writing down notes of the differences they have spotted.

Barry's eyes flicker to them, but the boy is too distracted to count on his fingers.

"Okay, so Wes is Riddler, Val is Talia, Fruitloop is Ra's, Sckuller is Bane, and ugh....for some reason, Spectra is Harley Quinn." The boy finishes checking his notes.

"For some reason? I thought you said Spectra studied psychology too."

"yeah, but Harley Quinn actually got a Ph.D. What did Spectra do? Land a school counselor position? Please." The boy rolls his eyes dismissively, and Barry frowns.

He's never taken kindly to people disregarding another person's profession, especially if it was connected to the educational system in some way.

"Hey now, that's an important job, and you need years of study before you can be a school counselor-"

"I bet Spectra peaked in high school. That's why she's like that." The boy cut him off, nodding as though he had found the universe's answer.

Well.....this was either a version of Jason, Tim, or maybe early Dick, that was a little too sassy but not angry? It's not sad either; it's more like, fed up? Or teenage tired.

"Oh, who are they?" The boy asks, and Barry zips right next to Batman.

"Danny, meet Batman...the you of this world. And his kids."

Danny squints. "Who is your mom, and how easy am I? Because there is a lot of you that I fathered for me to not be easy."

Jason burst out laughing, checking a box. "Yes, someone calling Bruce easy in costume. That's on bingo for me!"

#dcxdpdabbles #dc x dp crossover #Double Vision #Basically Danny is not impressed #All his villains are villains here too #That Batkids play Batman bingo #It's bonding so Bruce lets them

[flashfuture]

Also I'm not sure how familiar people are with this issue but

The Flash vol 1 #168 "One of Our Green Lanterns is Missing!"

It's a real good one. It gives a historical precedent for the Guardians trusting Barry.

For context 1967 and Barry and Iris have recently been married and moved in together.

(The Flash vol 1 #168)

"While you're at headquarters see if there's been any word from Hal Jordan! He might have reached town this evening and left a message there for you !"

"Thoughtful of Iris! She knows I've been worried about Hal ! We received a letter from him last week saying he was on his way to Central City to visit Iris and me in our new house..."

"But since then there's been no sign of him ! And that's not like Hal-- To act in such a manner !" But I suppose his duties as Green Lantern-- which Iris knows nothing about-- intervened! At least I hope that's the reason ! ... Either I'm having an hallucaination-- or I'm looking at one of the Guardians of the Universe Hal told me about !"

"I am one of the Guardians, Barry Allen-- seeking Hal Jordan, the Green Lantern of this sector of the cosmos!"

So Barry and Iris are incredibly worried about where Hal could be at since he said he was going to visit them and was a no show. Now one of the Guardians of the universe has popped down to see Barry and ask for his help.

"You mean-- something is wrong? Hal is missing!?"

"Yes ! And his power battery too! In our efforts to regain contact with him, we thought of you! We are aware of course that from time to time you have teamed up with him as The Flash ! My mission is to enlist your aid in finding Hal Jordan!"

So Barry agrees of course to help find Hal and even tells Iris he's too upset about receiving no word from Hal to work tonight.

The next morning Iris is just saying how she thinks it's "strange Barry, that there's still been no word at all from Hal--"

When on the tv they show off a fisherman with who could it be but Hal Jordan. And Iris in shocked starting at the tv says "Barry, get down to the dock-- on the double! What are you waiting for?" And Barry of course runs out faster than on the double to get Hal.

So the Flash hits the docks says Hal Jordan ! And realizes Hal lost his memory and the Fisherman who found Hal is like cool go with the Flash kid

Barry takes Hal back to the hotel he figures he's staying at and finds the Lantern Hal stashed away and tells him in the vaugest most suggestive way possible what they're gonna do.

"Hal, please do exactly as I say-- even though you do not understand! A great deal depends on what we're about to do-- believe me ! But we must do it right ! come-- this way--"

"Why are we kneeling down--?" Great question Hal I love that you do it anyways

"Hal, you must repeat after me exactly what I am about to say..."

In brightest day, in blackest night and well you get the rest. Barry says the Lantern's vow while holding Hal's half up to the lantern and it fixes his memory. Hal gets dressed Barry lounges on the back of a chair.

"Green Lantern, it may take the two of us to handle the super-crime! How about joining me?"

"If you didn't ask, Flash-- I'd insist!"

So they go beat up the bad guys Kabam

And then Hal takes Iris and Barry out onto the boat to show them how to fish. And The Guardians are pleased The Flash was successful and clearly know they can rely on him again in the future.

"Green Lantern, don't run out on me! Without you I'm helpless against these super-armed crooks!"

I'd also just like the point out this click bait dramatic ass break up style cover. Absolutely not what happened in the issue it's really good

#long post #dc comics #the flash #barry allen #green lantern #hal jordan #iris west #halbarry #halbarryiris

[thewomanwhoboughttheworld]

Last night I finished watching Barry and, after having slept on it, I want to say something.

WHAT.

A.

SHOW.

I mean, if you haven't already seen it go and catch up because wow. It's only four seasons, eight episodes each, about 30 minutes each episode. I promise it's worth it.

Little shitty recap if you haven't seen the series: Barry Berkman is an ex-marine who comes back from Afghanistan and becomes a hitman. When he discovers theatre and meets Sally (a girl he falls for) and Gene (acting teacher), Barry decides he wants to change his life. Shit happens, the Chechen mafia is involved, he can't leave his life behind so he always finds himself in the darkest place.

Don't keep on reading if you haven't seen the show because I'm about to go and spoil it for y'all as I will talk about the last season and the last episode.

I get it, alright? I get why people don't like the ending. It's because it doesn't have a build-up or a build-down, it doesn't resolve anything, it's just... An ending. Just like in Bojack Horseman, when Bojack is sitting on the roof with Diane and she tells him it's just an ending. That's exactly what Barry's last minutes are. Just an ending.

We don't need something big, some action-packed gran finale with whatever you can think of. We already had that. We already had an adrenaline-filled last episode in past seasons, but it always meant that something else was going to happen, that the story wasn't finished. And you know what they had in common?

Barry.

Those endings all had to do with Barry. Barry killed Janice. Barry went on a shooting spree. Barry wanted to seek revenge. But Barry's not there anymore, so who else is going to keep on the violence and the blood thirst? Nobody. Not NoHo Hank, who is dead. Not Gene, who's in prison. Not Sally, who wants to get away from all of this and care for her son.

This simple and bitter ending is just perfect for the tone set by all of the series. It's a satire, it's sad, and it makes you want to shout at John not to believe in what he's seeing. But it's real and raw. It is upsetting, that's true, just as the whole series is because Barry's point isn't to comfort you. It's never been.

Furthermore, what else could we have more? Every character got their own ending, in a way. That's it, there was nothing more to say.

Fuches (my God, Stephen Root you excellent actor, how I hated your character throughout the seasons) served his time in prison and got what he deserved. He still couldn't leave his criminal life behind, but we see that he understood his mistakes. We can see it in his eyes when he brings John back to Barry. Don't fuck it up, kiddo, don't fuck him up. Will he keep on leading a criminal life? Of course, he doesn't know anything else. Will he manipulate another kid like he did with Barry since he was a child? Not likely.

NoHo Hank... Listen, I still had my heart in pieces from the Ineffable Divorce (my babies deserve so much more, I believe in the South Downs cottage) and now THIS?! I WANTED TO SCREAM, OKAY? Nohobal was so precious and the healthiest couple on the show (I can't believe I just said that about two criminals but whatever) and this is what they pulled? Bill Hader, I love you with all my heart but I'm never going to forgive you. But it's so incredibly in character for Hank because even if we see him as this sweet and polite guy, he always chooses violence. Ever since the first season, his answer was always violence, even if it was to protect Cristobal and their future together. We just see him in a darker place and I just-- That last scene with Hank dying and holding Cristobal's statue's hand is *chef's kiss*. Give Anthony Carrigan his fucking deserved Emmy Award.

OH. MY. GOD. GENE. Even though I thought he was slightly off the entire season, I think it's fine. We've always seen him composed and rational, but this season he just let emotions take hold of him. He was so scared and angry and just didn't know what else to do. I was so worried he was going to unalive himself with that gun but boy. He did it. He really killed Barry. I couldn't believe it at first but wow. And Henry Winkler, my friends, is the reason why NOBODY should be typecasted. He was so good and believable and overall GLORIOUS in this series that I can't believe the industry didn't see his talent back then and just wanted him to play different versions of the Fonz. But Henry darling, I love you so much but I can't look at that hair and that beard.

Sally's such a complex character it is really hard to break down. I love how we can still see her trauma, her abused and abusive nature. She's always true to herself, even if she grows and changes for the better. I love that she found a passion for teaching and decided to be what Cousineau was for her. I really think she will be a great mentor if she can let her ego go. I love how she understood what John would have done at his (boy)friend's house and accepted it. I think that, while in the car, she was choosing what to do next. Do I tell my son the truth, that that movie is bullshit and his father was a killer, or do I play along so that I won't fuck him up? That's what her eyes told me, but I may be wrong. But wow. Sarah Goldberg is perfect. Just perfect.

And now Barry... Barry, who I loved so much, who I believed in, who I rooted for. Barry who can't stop being violent, is a killer at heart, who can't be redeemed. He's unforgivable, he can't make it right. We've seen it in the past seasons when he couldn't escape from Fuches and the mafia and all of that, we see it now as he dies before turning himself in. It's mindblowing. Bill Hader is such a fucking genius and such a good actor that I don't even know what to say. I could talk all day about this series and this character, but I think this post would be too long.

In the end, great series. One of the best I've seen in recent years, one of my favourites. Thank you, Bill, for making this show come to light and being so freaking good at writing, directing and playing in it.

#barry berkman #barry hbo #barry block #bill hader #henry winkler #anthony carrigan #Barry #sarah goldberg #stephen root #Emmy #emmy awards #hbo

[jaxxsoxxn]

Feel free to ignoring this ( pls don't), so as you're one of the few people that listen to what I have to say about speedsters, here are some of my negative speedster hcs:

People, in fact, don't realise how dengerous, and scary, speedsters really are until its too late.

- almost every one in this condiction suffers from delusions. Like the negative speed force telling Eobard that he is a monster and him beliving that with all his soul (he in fact is) and he can not change, so he must make Barry's life a living hell forever.( For Owen a see him have some mental problems like Jinx from Arcane).

- They commit antropophagy. As you know speedsters need to eat a lot, and having in mind that the negative ones are "crazy" and by nature they have a too strong predator instinct, i just gonna leave this info here....( really want to talk about this, but dont want to sound weird)

- they can mimic other peoples voices. Speaking is basically vibrating the vocal chords, so a speedster can imitate anyone, and remembering the last hc, they can use it as a hunting tecnic. ( just like those criptids or skinwalkers).

- sexual impulses. They can be predators in any meaning of the word, and they have enough intelect to make plans, and at some point they may want to setisfy an urge...( it dosen't mean everyone of them do that, but again, just saying)

-claptomaniacs. They dont steal things for its value, they steal stuff because it looks intresting for them, when they dont want it anymore they just throw it away.( That aplies to humans too, the speedster can kidnap a person, just because they liked something in that person, thats not necesarilly sexual, they can spend hours looking at that person or hearing them talk.)

And thats are the most things that worried me about speedsters, I don't fear them losing their mind and messing up the multiverse, I fear them if they lose their mind and start to hunting people in the woods, and in big ass Citys that dont mind if somebody desapered.

Thanks for reading ❤! Hope you finded that at least a little scary and realistic, I want to become a terror and body horror writer in the future. I know its dosent about your AU but I would like to share it with another Flash fan.

I am a Twane hater first and foremost, so-

Also, Kaliesuriens, henlo :D

But, let's chat about it, in points! But imma use my ver of Owen as the main silly guy--

I imagine Owen would defiantly let the speedforce take over his mind at first, he's obsessive over coming back, even when he's "back". He needs everything to be exactly how he wants it, and negative Speedforce feeds into it - "Yes, you are right. How could it happen? It had no right, you didn't allow it." type of stuff. A child, who is stripped of all the control it could have, would fight for it with nails and teeth.

I do wonder if they'd commit autosarcophagy (autocannibalism). Time for speedsters is a horrid thing, and with Owen? Owen, who was stuck in speedforce and suddenly left, hungry and bitter - too animalistic to care. I mean, he heals so quickly and it hurts only a little, the meat is so fresh, even if the hair sometimes gets annoying. I do imagine he does not care for rawness of meat- And if he finds humans harder to hide, to get in time? Well, the corpses of animals with marks of human nails ripping through their flesh and teeth marks that couldn't be any other animal's? But remember not to touch it- not to move it. Speedsters always come back to their last place of hunt. Obsessive little things.

Owen, now twenty-five, still sounding like the sacred eight years old. Boomer has nightmares of his blood-red eyes and his silhouette leaning above him - so skinny and yet grown. His body so unlike his baby son, yet the same voice calling for his dad, for his papa - "Please, da, what did I do? Why aren't you looking at me?" He wakes up sick to his stomach. Owen, angry how others get their parents, hiding in a forest and hunting one of the rangers, knowing that he has a young daughter. They have everything, her last birthday he took her to Disneyland, while she whined that it's not Disney World - how dare they? How dare she. Only two "dad, help!" and he's exactly where he needs him.

Speedsters, at all, have a strong sexual drive for me - I mean, they do not have to rest at all. Mixed with stronger instincts? Damn. When Owen is home, softer - tamer, it's not that big of a deal. Until Axel comes over with rogues, so loud and eye catching. They both are horrid for each other, but only one of them might end up with scars after their meetings. Pied Piper jokes about being attacked by a feral cat.

I just wanna mention - with Kleptomania, it's qualified under inability to control impulses (the stolen stuff has literally 0 value, some give it away some throw it away) or at least was! But also, I doubt speedsters feel the guilt and anxiety later. But it's still under the "lacking control over impulses" which I believe is common under the Speedster fam tree. I also want to say that even while Boomer's not a speedster/handmade speedster, I can imagine that he has Kleptomania on some lighter lvl. It's just not as common, but when it hits, it hits pretty hard. He usually ends up giving the trinkets or even bigger things to other rogues. They know about his little issue. When he learns that Owen also does so, he worries that it's biological, but Weather Wizard helps him to figure out that it's not actually the same. (biggest thing he took - a chair from the police station, left it in the nearest trash can. He believed back then that he wanted to do it and did it to prove to himself that he can. He learned around a month later that it's really not that.)

So ye, ofc I had to put some stuff about Boomer and Owen (a lot of stuff about Owen), but what can I do :'D

Thing with Speedsters hunting, especially in DC universe, they would blend in with everything. You hunt near Gotham? Few people disappearing a week is the norm, if you're good enough, no-one notices.

Also, they can vibrate through the walls - whatcha gonna do? Creature Owen seems fun, but imma stay with my normal Owen, especially since in his main surviving au it's Digger with the speed and he got his pop's great agility. (gonna @kaliesuriens bc last time it didnt inform ya)

#idk #probably bad english #bsing trough life #captain boomerang #some thoughts #owen harkness #captain boomerang jr over here #hellhound owen AU #but like... worse <3 #creature Owen AU #tw body horror #tw murder #tw death #tw blood #tw cannibalism #tw g0re #tw spicy #kinda?? #not rlly much #tried to make sure that nothing demonizes actual mental issues (kleptomania is a very interesting thing and im trying to educate myself) #i think everything #messy but im always messy

[destinyc1020]

i love tom just as much as the next stan but throwing out his name for paul mccartney is soo wild to me given paul is 5'11 💀 no shade to tom whatsoever but it would be a truly outrageous casting choice for that reason alone, disregarding the fact that they don't look anything alike either! tom doing the fa film makes sense given his dancing background, and there is some similarity looks-wise but doing paul mccartney who is a singer??? he could totally do it but i don't think it would be the right fit....i would love if they cast people who could actually sing to play the beatles otherwise what's the point? like why do a fa biopic and cast someone who couldn't dance? that's why tom is perfect for it. i will say though that i do love that tom is that guy that people throw out though.....box office acting chops king!!!

I agree Anon....

While I love Tom, and I LOVE that people are throwing his name out there (that's a good sign imo 😊), I don't think him doing a Beatles biopic playing THEE Paul McCartney would be the best thing tbh. Honestly? I think they should go w/someone relatively unknown who can sing. Like you said, Tom's height would be all off (look how RIDICULOUS JE looked playing Elvis at 6'5 ROTFL 🤣), and while I think Tom can probably carry a tune, he's NOT a singer. Totally agree w/you on them choosing a singer (or, at least someone who has a SINGING/musical background) for this role.

With regards to looks, I mean...I don't worry about that too much anymore. They used prosthetics on Christian Bale to play Dick Cheney, and Austin doesn't really look like Elvis, but they used prosthetics on his face to make it work as well. I'm not so much worried about the LOOK as I am more so the skillset needed for a Beatles role.

I'm not understanding the Barry Keoghan name being thrown out there either for Ringo tbh lol. 🤣 At least Ringo was SHORT, so Barry fits that description I guess lol. But can Barry sing?? Like, does he carry a tune lol? Barry isn't even English! He's Irish! 🤣 Idk how Brits would feel about that lol, but I guess anyone can fake an accent lol.

Like you said, I agree, Tom would be way better-suited for the FA biopic. At least Tom knows how to dance, and has been tap dancing for YEARS. You want an actor who already has somewhat of a background in dance if you're having them play one of the greatest dancing actors on the big screen. JMHO. I wouldn't think it would be right to settle for anything LESS.

So yea, I know we'll probably be pelted for saying this out loud, but I agree. While I respect a Director's decision, it would just be somewhat odd casting to me ,that's all lol. But hey...

It wasn't a casting announcement lol... So we're good. I'm just glad his name is being thrown around out there. He's in high demand! 😊

[lovemanheim]

First time writing an angsty imagine, let me know how you feel about it

"Rafe, where are you?" You question as you hear music blaring from the other line of the phone. "Barry's, could you come pick me up? Please." "Of course, I'll be there soon" with that the line goes dead, no thank you? I love you? Rude. You slip on a pair of tennis shoes before jogging out to your car, climbing in you turn on the radio and head towards where Rafe is. About fifteen minutes later you pull up to Barry's, pulling out your phone you call Rafe "I'm here, come on" "coming doll" after that you hang up as you see him stumble towards your car, climbing in he leans over the console to kiss you but you turn away, "nope, not when you're drunk" pouting he crosses his arms over his chest "fine then, guess I'll just not get to kiss my girl" "exactly! I knew you'd understand" "baby. Give me a kiss." "Nope, I can smell the beer on your breath. And did you bother to check under your nose before you came out here?" "Shoot. What about now" his face is clean from any traces of drugs that was there before. "Still no, now let's get you home. We need to talk." Fear overcomes him hearing those words, any time anyone has said that to him it led to him being broken up with "you're not breaking up with me, are you?" His eyes welling up with tears, "no! God no Rafe." Pulling into the driveway of his house you turn off the engine before climbing out and walking to the door, swinging it open you walk up to his room, him trailing close behind you. You sit down on the edge of his bed as he shuts his door. "Rafe, I'm worried about you" leaning against the door he questions you "why? Why are you worried about me? I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself" looking down you mutter "you're always partying, getting drunk, high, it just worries me Rafe"  "it shouldn't. I can do what I want with my life. And besides, you know I'm struggling right now. Don't throw that kind of stuff in my face trying to make me feel bad." Tears welling up "you're not the guy I fell in love with anymore Rafe" "what?" "Nothing, it's not important" "tell me what you just said" " I said it's not important!" "Y/n I swear to god if you don't tell me what you said right now"he practically growls "I said you're not the guy I fell in love with anymore!" Scoffing he snaps " I'm not the guy you fell in love with? Leave me them!" He screams, "Rafe, calm down. Please" you whisper softly "calm down? You want me to calm down?" He bellows. Raising his hand, instantly your arms fly up to shield your face from Impact jumping away from the angry man "please don't hurt me!" You sob out, waiting for impact. When it never comes you slowly lower your arms to see Rafe with a heartbroken look on his face, tears in his eyes "doll, i-" he can't even finish before a heart wrenching sob escapes from his throat "please don't be afraid of me" he whimpers, desperately trying to grasp your hands in his as you keep backing away "I have to go" you mutter frantically, desperately wanting to get away from him "don't go, please" he cries grasping your wrist gently, ripping your wrist from his grasp you snap "don't, don't touch me Rafe" your voice cracking when you say his name, tears falling as you rush from his room to your car, him close behind. "Please, please don't leave! I love you" he sobs out as you pull out of his driveway, driving home. As soon as you get there you rush to your room throwing yourself on the bed breaking down. Your phone is buzzing like crazy so you flip it over to reveal messages from Rafe consisting of "doll, please talk to me" "I'm sorry" "I didn't mean to scare you" seeing that you start crying even harder, as you're about to fall asleep you see one more message from Rafe, "I know you're afraid of me, and I get why. But please, god please don't leave me. I don't think I could live without you. I love you more than anything, goodnight                                 Next morning

Waking up to the feeling of your mother rubbing your shoulder you roll over "sweetheart, you need to get up, Rafes here. And I think he really needs you right now, he looks terrible, he told me the two of you got into a fight last night. Talk to him. He loves you so much y/n." "I know he loves me mom, god I know that. Send him in." Smiling your mom walks out the door and you hear a soft knock on the door, "doll, can I come in?" Taking a deep breath "yeah, come in Rafe" instantly the door swings open, he closes it behind it before rushing to you to lean in and kiss you gently, pulling away "I'm so sorry for blowing up at you the way I did y/n. That was wrong of me and I regret it so much, if I could take it back I would. You were worried about me and I just exploded at you, and that, that caused you to fear me" his voice cracks as he whispers out " and that hurts, seeing the look on your face, the fear, knowing I was the cause of that. That broke me." Tears slipping down his cheeks, instantly you reach out and swipe them away "don't cry Rafe, I hate it when you cry" wrapping your arms around him you pull him into you, instantly his arms slip around your waist tugging you closer, pulling away slightly to look at him, he has the most gentle, loving look in his eyes "I love you y/n. More than anything" leaning in "I love you too Rafe" cupping his jaw you press your lips to his, kissing him tenderly, lovingly. smiling you pull away just for him to pull you into another one muttering "one more" giggling you pull your mouth from his yet again, letting out a squeal of shock as he throws you onto your bed, hovering over you with a  mischievous grin on his lips, leaning in placing one last peck on your lips he digs his fingers into your hips, you bursting into laughter, him continuing to tickle you so that he can hear his favorite sound "Rafe! Stop" you laugh out "hmmm, what can you do for me?" Grinning you slip your arms around his neck tugging him into a kiss yet again, pulling away he smiles down at you, "I should tickle you more often, especially if it gets me that" he winks, joyful laughter escaping your lips "can we cuddle? Please?" He asks with the most hopeful, innocent look in his eye "c'mere you big softie, don't know why i was scared of you in the first place, you're just a big old teddy bear" eyes lighting up he slips under the covers before tugging you close, pressing a lingering kiss to the top of your head he whispers " I know I've said this a thousand times today but I love you doll, more than anything" " I love you too Rafe, I love you too" pressing one last kiss to his lips you curl into his chest "you're stuck with me forever Rafe, just so you're aware" laughing he says "I wasn't planning on ever letting you go"

#rafe outer banks #rafe imagine #rafe x you #outerbanks rafe #rafe x y/n #rafe cameron #rafe fanfiction #rafe obx #rafe fic #rafe angst

[am-i-obsessed---maybe]

Lost in the Speedforce

This is very late (sorry about that) but to celebrate the end of season 4 (and the fact the wally is still dead no matter how much some of yall want it to be otherwise) this is gonna take place in the season 2 finale.

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3) Don’t you ever do that again!

8) I swear it was an accident

10) If you die, I’m gonna kill you

One chrysalis. That's all it took for the league's plan to fall apart. Flash and Impulse immediately ran to try to undo the chrysalis in the north pole and Wally soon followed.

You weren't worried... That's not true you were very worried about your boyfriend but now wasn't that time to worry and you pushed it aside.

When you along with Nightwing, Superboy, Miss Martian and Blue Beetle arrived at the scene the only thing you saw was a vast vortex surrounding the chrysalis. You put your heat sensor goggles over your eyes, trying to see Wally, to see if he was okay. You needed to know he was okay.

Blasts of energy were flying out of the chrysalis and hitting the red vortex of the flashes as you held your breath hoping Wally would be fine. Wishing he would come out of this mostly unharmed like he always manages to do.

"I swear Wally, if you die I'm gonna kill you" You whispered to yourself as the vortex vanished (along with the chrysalis).

You scanned the area for Wally, ignoring the other's cheers of victory.

"Where's Wally?" You asked barry and he gave you a pitied and remorseful look.

"I'm sorry" He said. "He wanted me to tell you-" You couldn't breath as you heard the words Barry said.

"He loved you" He said and you fell to the ground, hands covering your face as you wept.

"No, no, no, no, no, no" You repeated as your friends all came to embrace you.

"he was going to graduate college, he was going to leave the life" You muttered as your cried into Conner's shoulder.

He didn't say anything. Just let you grasp at him with all your strength. He was probably the only person who could survive your full strength.

You had no idea how long it took for your screams to become barely audible sobs but it was then that Dick and M'gann tried to guide you to the bioship.

"No!" You cried, "I wanna to stay here, I need to stay with him!" you said and fought as they tried to guide you away.

"Y/N, he's gone, we shouldn't stay here" M'gann tried to tell you but you refused to listen.

"Then leave, but I'm staying here..." You said and let your words trail off as fresh tears rolled down your cheeks.

The team looked between each other trying to figure out what to say when a loud bang was heard. Everyone covered their ears and what you could only describe as a tear in reality appeared. A blur sped out of the tear and after crashing into an iceberg he stopped and you cried out.

"Wally-" You said and you ran to him. He met you almost immediately and embraced you in a tight hug. You giggled when you felt his stubble on your cheek.

"Don't you ever do that again!" You yelled as you held his face in your hands.

"You scared me so much" You said and embraced him again.

Your friends and fellow heroes looked in awe.

"How?" Barry finally asked. You didn't let go of Wally, instead you held his hand, always holding him, reminding you that he was i there.

"I'm not completely sure, I was running with you guys and I felt myself disappear and I was sure it was the end but- the next thing I knew I was running through what I think was the speed force" He said and Dick looked at him skeptically.

"As in the thing that gives you all your powers?" He asked and Wally and Barry nodded.

"Theoretically you could use it to travel into other dimensions but I've never managed to do it" Barry explained and Wally smiled sheepishly.

"Well I didn't mean to do it either but the speed force itself is another dimension and I think the kinetic energy radiating off the chrysalis sent me there" Suddenly Wally's voice became grim and he wrapped his arm around your waist.

"I was running for what felt like months" He admitted and you saw the weight he carried. His hair was longer, he had a stubble, his eyes were sunken, he was thinner and he looked tired. So very unlike your usually lively, energetic Wally.

"Welcome back man" Dick said and embraced his friend.

"Thanks man" Wally said and the rest of your friends came in for a group hug.

"Good to have you back Wall-man" Bart said as he ran up and hugged Wally and you chuckled. Wally ruffled Bart's hair.

"You know I meant what I said, I'm going back into retirement and I think you'd look pretty good in yellow and red" Wally said and you saw the light in Bart's eyes. You've never seen the young speedster happier.

"We should go back, I'm sure you wanna catch some Zs" Dick said and Wally laughed. "Yeah, I'm exhausted" Wally replied and pulled you into his side.

"You guys go ahead, we'll meet you at the Watchtower" He said and swept you into his arms.

You burst out in a fit of giggles as you kissed his nose. The group did inevitably leave (not before Jaime pretended to vomit), they left you both alone and you smiled. Truly smiled.

"You scared me half to death" You admitted and Wally leaned down to kiss you, a sweet chaste kiss.

"I swear it was an accident" He said and you sighed.

"Let's agree not to make it again" You joked and Wally agreed.

"Now should we go? I think their gonna get ideas if we don't show up" He said and you slipped out of his grasp, standing up and holding him in your arms.

"I think we can enjoy a few more minutes without them noticing" You said connected your lips with his again, holding him close. He was here, with you, and he would stay there.

#wally west #reader insert #dc x reader #gn reader #yj x gender neutral reader #yj x reader #young justice x reader #gender neutral reader #wally west x reader #wally west imagine #kid flash #young justice #yj #young justice season 2 #young justice invasion

[courage-doodles-blog]

Barry Meets The Seven Tribes of Honour (CTCD OC Story)

[CW⚠️ DEATH, PUPPETS]

[Characters: Barry(OC), Chief Azrael(OC), Twigs the Mole(OC), Claude(OC), Nigel(OC), Blizzard(OC), Iram the Fox(OC), Lucifer the Puppeteer of Terrors(OC) and Smiler the Puppet(OC)]

[Barry gets to a meeting from Chief Azrael to meet the elite members of Team Frostbite and they are also members of their solo elite team known as 'The Seven Tribes of Honour']

(Cuts to Barry entering Chief Azrael's office)

Barry: Hey Chief

Azrael: Ah Supporter Kitten! Welcome! I suppose you want to know why I want you to come here

Barry: Mmhmm, (worries)

Azrael: Don't worry my friend, your not in trouble. I like to introduce you to seven new members of our team

Barry: Seven?!

Azrael: Yes, seven. (Places hand on Barry's shoulder) And I think you'll be interested to see them all.

(Then the two hear sounds)

Azrael: That must be them. (Claps hands) Seven Elites of Honour! I may have brought someone in here, who would want to meet you all

(The voices are heard from upstairs. Then something from the ground, digs towards Barry and Azrael. Barry goes behind him. Until it pops out of the ground, it then turns out to be a mole with goggles)

???: You called Chief?

Azrael: Yes Twigs, I like you to meet our youngest supporter; Barry. Barry, this is Twigs

Twigs: (looks at Barry) So your the supporter that has been with our whole team eh? Chief has told me and my pals some things about you kid.

(Barry becomes silent a bit)

Twigs: I meant that I heard good stuff about you from Chief

Barry: Oh! Uhh, thanks Twigs

Twigs: It's alright kid (raises his claw out to Barry)

(Barry raises his paw out and the two began to handshake)

(Azrael watches the two handshake, then the three hear a pleasant singing voice coming ahead. It comes from a red cat wearing London style clothing and holding a cane, and a blue cat wearing French style clothing walking together)

???: You brought us here Chief Azrael sir

Azrael: Indeed I do, Claude

Twigs: Alright con cats, Chief brought us here to meet his young supporter of his team, aaand he isss right here (pulls Barry over to Claude and his blue cat friend)

Claude: Good evening boy (tips his hat) Allow me to introduce myself, I am Claude and this right here is Nigel, my blue French companion

Nigel: (bows to Barry) Greetings chat(cat)! That means 'cat' in French

Barry: It's nice to meet you guys

Claude: Oh yes a marvelous pleasure to meet you dear boy

(The five then hear sounds of a running animal, it comes out with someone riding a giant warthog who turns out to be a reddish orange fox wearing warm western style clothing and chewing a small skewer stick in his mouth)

???: Howdy here Chief!

Azrael: Pleasure you came here Iram

Iram: Hell yeah I do Chief, so what you got me here today for? (Grabs out his ladle) Oden?

Azrael: (laughs) Oh no no no no Iram. It's just that I like you to meet the supporter of Team Frostbite, this is Barry

Iram: Whoa! I never seen your supporter to be this... frickin' adorable! I mean look at you fella!

Barry: Uhh thanks? I think?

Azrael: (laughs a bit) Ok Iram, maybe try give lil ol' Barry some of his personal space here

Iram: Oh right, sorry pal (tips his hat to him, then steps back a bit to give Barry space)

(The six then hear a glass window break)

Nigel: Oh no

(It releases a windy blizzard towards the office, which makes their bodies start to freeze in the cold)

(Then Barry, while couldn't see well in the blizzard, he sees a silhouette of a woman in it)

Barry: Huh? (Sees the silhouette) guys there's someone out there

Twigs: It's... her

Barry: Who?

(The silhouette vanishes into an female ice demon when she enters the chief's office, she unleashes an icy blast in her hand at the broken window, frosting it)

Twigs: Thanks Blizz

???: (turns her head at Twigs and glares at him) Excuse me!?

Twigs: Damnit, I mean uhh... thanks Blizzard

Blizzard: That's better. Oh hey Chief. (Looks at Barry) Oh! (walks to him and kneels down to about his height) now who's this little fella right here?

Azrael: This is my supporter Barry. Barry, this is Blizzard

Barry: Uhh hi, miss

Blizzard: (smiles) Well aren't you so sweet, and so pure (pats his head)

Barry: Your hand is kind of freezing

Blizzard: Oh, sorry my dear. How about a kiss in your cheek

Barry: Hmm sure, I won't mind

(Blizzard kisses Barry in his cheek, then walks off to the others)

(Barry then looks at them talking to eachother and hanging out and he smiles to that)

(Azrael smiles at them too, he looks at Barry)

Azrael: Aren't these guys wonderful Barry

Barry: Yeah, they sure are sir

(Suddenly they all became shocked when they hear banging sounds coming from up on the top)

Claude: Blimey!

Twigs: Chief, what's going on

Azrael: I think he's found an another victim to torture for his entertainment

Barry: What do you mean by that- (becomes really shocked and scared) Oh... god... no (quietly) No no no no, it can't be. I thought what he is now is a classic urban legend tale but now... no no no no no no!

(A scream of horror is heard along with gruesome, bloody sounds coming out of it. Then the door slowly opens to reveal a shadow travelling itself down the stairs and onto Barry's own shadow. It then rises onto the wall, but then the shadow begans to laugh maniacally, which made Barry really unsettled to hear)

Barry: Oh... g-god! (Clings onto Azrael's leg)

(The shadow now reveals as a pale white demon wearing a black suit with blonde yellow stripes over it, a red bowtie and a black tophat with a comedy theater mask on top. He also has four mini puppets, two each sitting on his shoulder)

???: Now that was good show of mauling, ain't that right Smiler

Smiler: Yeah it really is master

(They do a handshake but a really fun one and they both laugh off)

Azrael: Whoa Lucifer... I don't know what to say on how you tortured that person alive... and given that you appear as a shadow and go downstairs as one (laughs) that's really unsettling but it fits you so damn well my man

(Azrael and Lucifer high five eachother)

Lucifer: (laughs) Man this is why I'm in your ginormous team Azrael

Azrael: (laughs)

(As the two laugh Barry who is still silent in shock sees Lucifer's eyes staring at him. Until he is heard by Smiler)

Smiler: Hey! Hey cat! Buddy! Hello?

Barry: Gah! (Falls over and catches his breathes) What the hell!? (He sees Smiler's hand, he grabs hold off and gets back up)

Smiler: (helps Barry get back up) You weren't hearing that much though lil buddy, you might've went into a big shock there right

Barry: (shakes his head) Am I seeing you right now or have I gone back to reading my book about the Puppeteer of Terrors

Smiler: (gasps) You know who my master is? (To Lucifer) Hey master!

Lucifer: Yes Smiler

Smiler: (has Barry in her arms) I believe someone has known so much about you. (Quietly) from that book he has been reading

Lucifer: You read my own story about my life as a terrorist and a puppeteer!? (as his eyes change from yellow to black with light yellow pupils)

(Barry becomes intimidated by his eyes changing. But then Lucifer's eyes change back to yellow)

Lucifer: I cannot believe that in my own 2 eyes (chuckles) (or perhaps 10 because I have my four mini puppets sitting on my two shoulders) I have someone who ultimately admires my own stories! (Gives Barry a medal) Here you go my little admirer!

Barry: (looks at his medal) Hmm "The best admirer of my stories ever award!" Huh never knew that there was a medal like that, but thanks for that sir

Lucifer: (laughs) It's no problem my dear cat friend! (handshakes Barry) Now allow me to introduce myself; my name is Lucifer or you might know me as 'The Puppeteer of Terrors!" And over on my shoulders are G, R, I and N, my mini puppets. Come say hello to my admirer my children.

The Mini Puppets - G, R and I: Hi!

Mini Puppet - N: Hello!

Lucifer: And over here on the left beside you is my best accomplice ever; Smiler!

Smiler: (hugs Barry) It's a great pleasure to meet you honey

Barry: (feels squeezed) Mmhmm, it's nice to... see you too

Lucifer: Pff. Smiler dear, would you mind

Smiler: Oh right, hehe (lets Barry go, which left him dizzy)

Barry: (rubs his head and looks at the Seven Tribes of Honour all together) So I guess that's all of them Chief

Azrael: Yep

Lucifer: Yep your correct there Barry boy (playfully elbows Azrael)

THE END

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[shrinkthisviolet]

morgan and barry and/or thallen and/or westhallen for the prompts ❝ hey, don't laugh at me! ❞, ❝ you can't possibly have thought that was funny. ❞, and/or ❝ i'm laughing because you're laughing! ❞ :)

Hiii sorry I've had a crazy couple days, but here this is!

Under the cut (especially for the second one, since that got long):

Barry & Morgan [childhood friends au]

In the canon Morgan AU, Morgan comes out to Caitlin first. But in the childhood friends AU, it goes a little differently!

(And for a little background...I haven't written this fic yet, but Barry and Morgan reunite when she's 13, and this takes place shortly after that)

“Sometimes I just feel…” “Different?” “Weird.” Morgan sighed. “You and Iris look at people and go, “oh, that guy’s hot.” “That girl’s hot.” “Look at his muscles.” And so on. But…me? I look at guys…or even girls…and think well yeah, their eyes are pretty or their face sure is symmetrical.” Barry laughed. “Hey, don’t laugh at me!” Morgan protested. “Barry, I’m actually worried here!” “Sorry, sorry.” He sobered. “Look, Mo…you’re 13. You gotta give it another couple years before you say for sure…because having crushes and stuff…it only just starts around your age. Some people are—“ “Late bloomers?” She guessed flatly. “Sometimes. Not always.” He sighed. “A word does come to mind, I’ll admit.” She perked up. “What is it?” “Hold on,” he cautioned, “I wasn’t kidding about it still being too early to say. Just…tell you what. You give it another couple years, and if your feelings don’t change…I’ll tell you what the word is, and you can do some reading and figure out if it fits you. Okay?” “Okay.” She beamed, hugging him. “Thanks, Bar.” He smiled. “Anytime, Mo.”

Westhallen (in an AU where Eddie lives!)

I was trying to write Thallen, but uh...this sorta got away from me 😅

“What’s on your mind, Bar?” Barry blushed at that, as he usually did when Eddie called him that “I, um…nothing, really. I just…this is nice.” Eddie laughed. “Ouch. Here I thought we were getting along and everything.” “Not that!” Barry protested. “I just mean…you’re alive, we’re all sitting around, and we’re all happy.” “And?” Iris prompted, nudging him again. “And…what?” “And you’re hiding something, Bartholomew.” “Hey!” Barry protested, while Iris and Eddie set off into giggles. “Uncalled for!” “Bartholomew,” Eddie repeated, laughing again. “It suits you. Dorky and adorable, just like you are.” “That is not—wait.” Barry blushed. “Did…did you just say…?” He’d heard that wrong, hadn’t he? Or interpreted that wrong? “Eddie,” Iris scolded, but strangely, she was smiling too. What's going on? “Hey, I’m trying to ease into it!” Eddie protested. “Unless you wanna ask?” “Ask…what?” Barry asked, frowning. “Barry,” Iris said slowly, “um…don’t take this the wrong way, and feel free to say no, but—” “—we were thinking,” Eddie said, “or…really I was, and then Iris was, so then we both were—” “—after Eddie said there were three people in this relationship, neither of us could stop thinking about it, really—” “Are you guys starting a band or something?” Eddie and Iris froze, stared at him, and then burst out laughing again. “Wh—hey!” Barry protested, though he started laughing too. “It’s not that funny!” “Then why are you laughing?” Iris protested, still fighting her own giggles. “I’m laughing because you’re laughing!” As they stopped laughing, Barry managed to finally quell his own laughs, huffing. “You can’t possibly have thought that was funny.” “You laughed too, Bar,” Eddie pointed out. “Because you two have infectious laughter! That’s not my fault!” “Okay!” Iris clapped her hands. “Look, I’m just gonna say it. Barry, are you in love with me?” Barry blushed to the roots of his hair. “I, um, well, that is…maybe? Yes?” “And with Eddie?” Iris prompted. At his hesitation, she added gently, “It’s okay if you are, you know. In love with either or both of us. We just wanna know.” Barry exhaled and nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m in love with both of you. But I…I know you two are together. I get it. I’m…I’m not gonna get in the way, I swear.” “Oh for crying out loud!” Iris rolled her eyes, then leaned in and kissed him. And it was…amazing, really. He remembered kissing her at the waterfront, remembered how amazing that was…but that was rushed, and this was slow, full of love and passion. Barry blinked, glancing from her to Eddie. Eddie, for his part, didn’t look angry or upset at all. “Uh…?” “Do you mind if I kiss you too?” Eddie asked slowly. “I, um, sure? But Iris—“ “It’s okay,” Iris assured. “Go on.” So, reluctant though he was, Barry leaned forward and kissed Eddie. And that was something else. Barry felt the sparks there too, and it was…amazing. He’d never thought it would actually happen…and yet… “So…what’s going on?” He asked slowly. “What is this?” “Barry,” Iris said, grinning, “Eddie and I were wondering if you’d like to be in a throuple with us.” A th—oh!” Barry felt stupid for not realizing it before. “Oh, no wonder…that makes sense now. No wonder you laughed.” Iris laughed again. “In fairness, it’s…kind of a strange request. That’s why we were kinda nervous to ask.” “And we don’t have much experience with it,” Eddie added, squeezing his hand, “but…we’d like to try. With you, if you’re willing.” Barry squeezed both of their hands with a bright smile. “More than willing.”

I don't usually write Westhallen, but somehow this scene just demanded a throuple ending 😅

Also I'm still taking requests for this list if anyone else wants to send them!

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[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

What if it's Don though and Barry gets at least one of his kids while Iris is apparently dead. Was Williamson's run the only time Barry has met the twins because knowing they grew up to heroes when it was just Iris raising them and didn't when he was around seems like the kind of thing to give a guy some doubts about his parenting ability, even if it was Eobard messing around again

Barry has met them before, he just didn't know who they were at the time. Actually, both times Barry has met the twins (not including dreams/Bart's weird little reality bending session) they've been mind controlled and trying to kill him. The first time Wally just bit his tongue and didn't say anything to Barry because he didn't want to distract him. The second time Eobard was the one controlling them and he made sure Barry knew who he was fighting.

But yeah, in both cases the twins grew up without Barry. Barry has never raised his children in any timeline. So I don't think he'd be worried based on his past experiences with them? I mean, Barry's got anxiety and Iris is 'dead' so he's going to be off the wall insane about this and he will absolutely spiral. But I don't see his last run-ins with them factoring in much.

I am emboldened by all of my theories being correct so far so I'm going to go ahead and say Iris isn't dead. She's the empress.

Gonna take a stab at it and say that either the twins were taken when Iris was or they went back in time in an attempt to save their mom and got kidnapped instead.

Dawn will likely be located soon as well.... I'm getting the feeling that Bart is already piecing it together (because he does not have a poker face) so I don't think this will be a secret for much longer. Barry will probably find out that it's Don next issue and then will be hellbent on finding Dawn.

Part of me is wondering if maybe this isn't time travel but rather alternate dimensions at play. Given how we have an alt Miss Martian running around. But idk. I think this is main timeline Don.

#dc #dc comics #the flash #one minute war

[apriltoonsbiggestfans]

(spoilers for coo again) just so ya'll know i can and will go the fuck off about the ottomans dialogue this year and actually i will fuck it we ball

i mostly wanna talk about when he DOES talk about his family bc as cute as him being in aknitting club with tawney judy courtney barry and belle is thats like the cute stuff i wanna bite into the LORE because its like idk about y'all but its like the more thomas talks about robert and crystaline and how the dynamics are changing and all its like a part of me cant help but wonder how much of an unreliable narrator he really is. like he talks about how the only times him and robert properly interact/talk is only for business stuff and otherwise they dont talk at all and he blames it all on Crystaline but its like ok. i feel like theres a chance that Crystaline gen not having Robert + Bobby's best interests at heart exists AND at the same time it feels like everything about Thomas' family is changing and he blames Crystaline for all of it. because like. you can TELL he loves his brother, there's literally no denying that, he literally outright says he left his parents to join robert in making the company and he was ok that he was the 2nd best. and in like the "who is?" podcast its said that he left the inheritance position for Saggs Corp bc he knew he couldnt lead that company for shit hes not a leader like his brother. but its like he also outright says that robert is his only connection to the suit world and that without him he'd only have his plants (even though hes able to make friends thru the knitting club and i guess there IS jennifer but she also works under robert so perhaps she doesnt count. smae with the knitting club too maybe since theyre all under COGS inc which again was founded by robert) and its like HOLY FUCKING SHIT HE PUTS SO MUCH OF HIS OWN VALUE INTO THAT GUY. LIKE OR SOMETHING ALONG THOSE LINES. LIKE HE DEADASS THINKS WITHOUT HIM HE'D BE ALL ALONE. AND adding onto that there's also the line about how thomas talks about hwo he loves his plants but he lets robert take and tear up the toons land because its good for the company, which his brother cares about, so he cares about it too. and he says something about how it'd be best for mary to keep her opinions down or something like that for the future or something like that and its like idk about you but that FEELS like projection on his part it really REALLY does because in that one treasure trove zip file in the phone call between him and robert he DID bring up worries about the toons fighting back and robert was like "nah its gonna be fine they'll stay in their lane" and thomas was like "ok i believe you because you are my brother" ITS LIKE. HE WILL FOLLOW ROBERT TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH. AND AT THE SAME TIME HE FEELS LIKE HES BECOME 5TH BEST TO ROBERT. AND ITS LIKE. Its clearly not ALL crystaline, i mean robert is the one running the company and hes just getting more and more pissed off at the toons and according to a twitter comic its gotten to the point where the company is on the verge of going bankrupt because they spend so much on anti-toon security its like. sure we don't see all of it but its like i get the impression that robert himself is digging a deeper hole for himself (metaphorically) and hes changing for the worst, at least in thomas' eyes. but like he can't accept that. so he's blaming all of it on crystaline. and he thinks that if she was just gone, that everything would be ok again, and he'd have his brother and even nephew back (i mean the fact that last year he said bobby jr was being more distant towards him and he was like "eh its ok its all a part of growing up" and now this year he LITERALLY MADE A SWEATER FOR BOBBY and bobby rejected it because it wasn't a "good financial decision" its like bobby jr is a kid so idk he probs learned it from somewhere who knows but its like either way AUGH) but unless something really big changes it might not. and i think he probs knows that, in a way, but he cant accept that. after all, again, he literally thinks that without robert all he has are his plants. he feels like he depends on his family, his brother, to that extent.

i cant think of any more words because ive literally tried to post this like 5 times and tumblr wont let me but like holy fucking shit thomas. he isnot ok i think note i apologize if i got some of the dialogue wrong im going off of memory here.

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A Drug You Can’t Buy.

Roughly 3820 words

New Ending.

Origin story by: @NotPop on wattpad

Cisco was done.

He was done with Team Flash's under-appreciative attitude towards everything he did for them. Done with not being able to use his powers to their full potential, because he was scared. Done with always being treated at the jokester and never being taken seriously. And he was especially done with always having to stand by and watch the obvious sexual tension between Iris West and he man he loved.

Barry Allen. The Flash. The fastest man alive. Central City's hero. Cisco's drug.

Cisco was addicted to Barry, even if the hero didn't know it. Everything he did was perfect to Cisco. Barry could do no wrong, in his eyes.

But, Barry loved Iris, and Iris loved Barry. There was no room for Cisco in his life as anything other than a good friend and the occasional drinking buddy.

One night in particular was worse than normal, for Cisco. He was feeling especially useless to the people surrounding him as they all watched Barry speed around the city. He had tried to provide information he thought to be useful, multiple times, but had each time been shot down by Caitlin and HR, and sometimes even Joe, who all claimed that his ideas were 'too risky', and would 'put Barry in unnecessary danger'.

Eventually, he simply didn't want to be there, anymore. But, of course, he needed to wait until Barry waltzed through the door, again, beaming about his victory against the new meta-human that Alchemy has reawakened.

But, Barry didn't come.

He didn't show up for a long time after he was supposed to. They had lost communication on the headsets, but were still able to track vitals, which were normal for Barry.

And, like they should have been, his movements were confined to the area in which they had tracked the meta-human's location to be.

Twenty minutes after the fight should have been long ended, Cisco felt his stomach drop in worry. Where was his Barry?

"Do you think he's okay?" Caitlin asked in concern, eyeing the tracker on the screen.

Nobody gave her an answer, though, because nobody had one.

They all figured Barry was fine. It was only twenty minutes, after all. But, there would always be that lingering worry in the back of their heads whenever the speedster went out for a fight, no matter how big or small.

Thirty minutes, Cisco was beginning to feel sick.

Suddenly, Barry came charging through the door, the predicted smile bright on his charming face.

"Haha!" he laughed, and it was music to Cisco's ears. "Sorry that took so long, guys. They had a couple moves up their sleeves. Didn't see it coming."

Iris smiled back, strolling over to hug her childhood friend. She hummed into the hug, then pulled back, saying,

"I'm just glad you're okay.

Don't scare me like that, again," she lectured in a flirtatious tone, giggling.

Barry grinned at the obvious moves on him, promising her that he wouldn't.

Cisco instantly felt sick, again.

"Alright, alright, great job today, team!" HR exclaimed, clapping his hands together after setting down his coffee cup. "But, uh, maybe speed it up a little, next time, huh, BA?" he directed at Barry, snapping his fingers rhythmically. "I mean, you are the Flash, after all. The speed is kind of in the name, you know?"

They all dispersed into small talk, while Cisco simply fiddled with his fingers on the Cortex desk, keeping his eyes on his hands while he did so. Joe was the first to notice the lack of that special, Cisco joy in the room, and turned to see where he was. He saw him sitting, alone and quiet, and furrowed his brow in confusion.

Joe had been absentmindedly noticing, yet not quite realizing fully, how throughout the past week or two Cisco's energetic nature had slowly deteriorated. He glanced at the group of chatting teammates, who didn't even seem to notice their other friend's absence, then walked over to Cisco, leaning down by him.

"Hey, you alright?" Joe asked in a concerned tone, seeing the emotionless look in Cisco's normally lively eyes.

He glanced towards his love's foster father, a small part of him glad that someone finally noticed and placed his feelings into consideration. But, the bigger part of him was unwilling to share to Joe, or anyone, what was really on his mind.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he lied through his teeth, trying to smile. However, as hard as he tried, he just could not force himself to at that moment.

Joe raised an eyebrow.

"Well, you sure don't seem fine," the cop instantly caught onto his friend's fib, leaning his forearms onto the desk, close to Cisco. "You know you can talk to me, right?"

"Yeah... Look, Joe, I'm okay. Just haven't been feeling well, lately, that's all. Probably just a twenty-four hour bug." Another lie.

Joe shook his head, obviously not believing his younger friend, but let it go nonetheless.

Cisco sighed as the cop stood fully up once again, and strolled back over to Barry. Cisco swallowed and got up from his chair. He would have announced that he was going to go outside for a minute, but he knew nobody would hear him. And if they did, they probably wouldn't even pay attention.

He left the Cortex, going upstairs to the roof of S.T.A.R. Labs. It was where he tended to go whenever he felt down about anything; Barry, Barry and Iris, his powers, etcetera, etcetera. His list of problems went on.

As he reached the top, he pulled a joint out of his inner coat pocket, along with a small lighter he had grabbed from his work table drawer earlier in the day. He put it up to his lips, lighting it, and beginning to smoke.

He was up there for a good ten minutes, alone with his thoughts, when he heard the door leading to the stairs open with a creak. He turned around to face whomever had come up, and was surprised to see that it was Barry.

"Hey, dude," the speedster greeted as Cisco immediately turned back around, attempting to hide the joint he had between his lips. He knew that Barry didn't approve of drugs, or smoking, or anything along the lines. And although it may have calmed him down, Cisco didn't want to disappoint his love.

"Hey," he responded after removing the marijuana cigarette from his lips, covering up his action by making it seem as though he had simply been brushing his wavy, uncombed hair out of his face.

"What're you doing up here?" Barry questioned, beginning to step closer to his friend. Cisco had an uneasy feeling as he held the joint between two of his fingers. "Everybody's downstairs."

"I know," Cisco mumbled his reply. "Just needed some fresh air."

"Oh," Barry said, not seeming to catch onto the discomfort laced in Cisco's words. A minute went by with no words, before Barry spoke again; "Hey, you alright, dude? Why..." he trailed off in slight confusion, tilting his head, "Why aren't you looking at me?"

Cisco bit his lip, squinting his eyes at the city lights he saw ahead of him. "Just enjoying the view."

"Oh, okay..." Barry looked skeptically at the back of Cisco's oversized brown coat. He knew that he wasn't the best at reading people, but he could tell that something was wrong with his friend.

"Well, mind if I join you?" He began to walk closer, his footsteps making little noise on the concrete roof. He noticed Cisco immediately tense.

"Nope. That's cool," the mechanic replied in a defensive tone, almost as if he had something to hide.

"You sure? I can leave if you want to be alone, right now."

Cisco was caught in a dilemma; he so desperately wished for his speedster to go back downstairs to their friends. But, he also wanted Barry to have no reason to be suspicious of him. There was no good choice for Cisco.

"You can do whatever," he finally stated, discreetly tuning even more away in order to hide the drug he had with him. "It's cool either way."

Barry nodded, and walked closer, still, until he was next to Cisco, joining him in staring out at the city lights. Cisco felt a wave of panic rush through him as he held the joint down at his side. Barry's eyes were not on him; however, Cisco didn't know what to do to dispose of the drug, at that point. There wasn't anything he could do without Barry noticing. So, he simply did nothing.

Barry opened his mouth, beginning to speak, when he took note of Cisco's awkwardly placed hands. One was on the rail, and his left, the farthest from Barry, was down at his side, and it seemed as though it had been placed in that exact position so it could not be seen.

Barry glanced at Cisco's face, looking for any sort of evidence that he was actually hiding something, and furrowed his brow in confusion. He knew he may have been simply reading too much into the situation, but Cisco wasn't acting like Cisco; he wasn't excitedly going on about one thing or another, he wasn't smiling like always, and the usual light that came from his eyes was diminished.

Barry bit his lip, slightly concerned about his friend. He laid his hand on Cisco's shoulder, causing the shorter man to flinch. Barry leaned forward slightly, as to be able to look his friend in the eye. "Hey, man, you sure you're alright?"

Before Cisco could respond, however, Barry happened to lean a little bit too far. He had just barely caught sight of the small, brown cigarette in Cisco's left hand.

"Cisco, what is that?" Barry immediately asked, cutting short Cisco's response to the previous question.

The mechanic pursed his lips nervously, shrugging Barry's hand off his shoulder. "What's what?" he mumbled, beginning to turn away.

"Cisco," Barry said in a slightly annoyed tone. "Come on, man, show me."

"No," Cisco quickly responded, walking briskly back towards the stairs. However, Barry was immediately in front of him, a stern and disapproving expression on his face as he grabbed Cisco's wrist with lightning speed, in order to see what he had been hiding.

Knowing he had been found out, Cisco closed his eyes and sighed deeply. All he had wanted was to relax by himself, but Barry just had to ruin it. He tended to ruin a lot of things: one of them being just a little portion of Cisco's sanity.

"Cisco," his love said in a soft, surprised tone as he held up his wrist, looking at the joint. "Why-"

"Just let me go downstairs, Barry," Cisco said, gently reaching over and removing the hand from his wrist. Barry, however, kept ahold of the joint, but Cisco didn't care. He began to walk to the stairs, again, before the speedster grabbed underneath his upper arm, preventing him. Cisco glanced irritably up. "What?"

"Cisco," Barry started, pulling his friend back in a surprisingly gentle way, "what are you doing, man? You know how bad these are for you," he lectured in a soft voice, throwing the joint to the ground and crushing it under his foot.

Cisco shifted uncomfortably, hating to have to watch it go to waste. He also didn't care for the contact between himself and the speedster; Barry wasn't letting go, either. It made him nervous.

"I dunno," he grumbled his poor excuse for an answer, focusing his eyes on his feet, instead of the man he was talking to.

"Yes, you do," Barry scolded Cisco with a frown on his face. "Now, tell me," he commanded, "what on earth could possibly make you want to put your body at risk just so you could smoke a little weed?"

Cisco winced at the speedster's harsh tone, turning his head completely away as he felt the grip on his arm tighten a bit. He couldn't look his love in the eyes. He knew that he would see disappointment, and he genuinely didn't want that. He didn't want Barry to be disappointed in him, but that's what had ended up happening, anyway.

"Nothing," Cisco squeaked out, making a mental decision to not cry even a single tear. He couldn't tell Barry the reason why he came up to the roof and took drugs when no one was looking. He couldn't tell the Flash that he was in love with him.

He just couldn't.

Barry's eyes softened at his friend's broken voice, and let up his grip considerably. However, he still didn't remove his hand, as he didn't want Cisco trying to return to the stairs, again. "Hey, come on, man, you can tell me," he informed in a friendly way, smiling, even though he knew that Cisco couldn't see him.

"That's the thing, Barry. I can't tell you," Cisco stated loudly, turning back to face the hero. He harshly wrenched his arm out of Barry's grip, managing to look him dead in the eyes. "Can't you just respect that? Why do you need to know everything?!"

Barry sighed. "Because if I know what's wrong, then I can help you, Cisco. Look, I don't know if this is a habit or not, but if it is, then it needs to stop. I don't want you putting your body at risk, anymore. Just tell me what's wrong."

"You wanna know what's wrong?" Cisco snapped, pacing angrily, but never going farther than a few steps away from the speedster. "You're what's wrong, Barry!" He threw up his hands, suddenly beginning to laugh. However, it was not in a humorous way, rather, a frustrated, sarcastic tone.

Barry stared at him, obviously bewildered at his friend's snappy response. "What do you mean, I'm-"

"YOU!" Cisco yelled, throwing his arms up and continuing to walk frustratedly back and forth, back to Barry, and away from Barry.

"You're what's wrong!" Cisco repeated in a slightly higher voice, which he tended to involuntarily use whenever he became upset.

"You just have to go and be all perfect, all the time, and I'm stuck over here watching you live your stupid, perfect life, and just wishing I could be a part of it!" Cisco knew he was slipping drastically. He was aware in the back of his mind that if he didn't stop himself from talking within a few seconds, he would end up spilling his heart to his love, but that didn't stop him from continuing to yell at the hero.

"What do you mean, 'a part of it'?" Barry questioned, obviously not catching onto the message that Cisco was sending forth. "You are a part of it, dude. You're my best friend-"

"Not like that, you idiot!" Cisco cried out, beginning to feel frustrated with his Barry. He simply wished for the conversation to be over, but he had already begun to tell his feelings, and it felt as though it were impossible to stop. "I don't want to be 'just a friend'! Gah!" he yelled, angrily tugging on his hair. "I JUST WANT TO BE YOUR DAMN BOYFRIEND! IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?"

Barry's eyes widened considerably. "Cis, what-" he was cut off by Cisco, again, who was giving him practically no time at all to process the mechanic's outbursts.

"I want you in my life! I want you to be there when I wake up, Barry! I just want what you and Iris have, but I can't have it because of her," he spoke the pronoun with unintentional bitterness. "I don't want to hate her, Barry, but I can't help it! If you two are going to keep flirting all the time, then at least start dating! I hate having to watch you two talk to each other like that!" Cisco practically screamed, tugging at his long, dark hair in utter frustration, and suddenly screamed hoarsely, "I love you, damn it!"

He did it.

He told the Flash he loved him.

And Cisco had never felt as though he had made such a wrong decision.

Barry was still in complete shock, but managed to ask a simple question: "You... love me?" He wasn't positive if he was understanding the situation, correctly.

The idea of Francisco Ramon loving him, the man that he loved, loving him back, the man that he told his best friend about, the man that he deliberately flirted with his best friends even though he is gay for. He did this for two reasons, to keep his love safe from bad guys, saying Iris agreed to be the one to ‘love him’ so they wouldn’t take Cisco for ransom and two, to keep his love off his trail, to keep him from finding out that the extra bit of love that he had been showing him through the past few movie nights and drunken bar hangouts was genuinely because he wanted to be his boyfriend.

But as these thoughts rushed into Barry’s head at Mach 4.5, Cisco collapsed on the concrete of the building. Barry quickly caught him, holding him near his body, letting his take in the warmth as his body was super cold and shivering.

A few minutes later Barry sped them to where Cisco had been standing when he came up there, curdling him a few feet away from the edge of the building so he could see the view and calm down.

After a while Cisco had stopped crying. Barry sat along side the building edge, barely four feet away from it, Cisco laid atop him, looking off the building the same way Barry did. Cisco pressed his back against Barry’s chest, allowing Barry to hold his waist

Although Cisco loved this position, Barry cuddling him, holding him, he hated the dreadful wait of what Barry would say. He hated the wait even though he knew what he would say. ‘Cisco I’m sorry but I’m not gay. We can still be friends though.’ Then Cisco would agree and then it would eat him up inside.

But as if on cue, right after Cisco thought about this, Barry broke the silence.

“Cisco?” He asked softly, not trying to sound mad, or confused or angry or any feeling he thought Cisco thought he might be feeling.

“Yes?” Cisco said hesitantly, contemplating if he should act like he was asleep or not. His voice just over a whisper, barley loud enough for Barry to hear.

“Can I tell you a secret?” Barry asked into Cisco’s ear which drove him crazy.

“Yes.” Cisco said curiously now. Barry looked at him profusely but Cisco didn’t dare to look back, afraid of what he might say.

“I love you too. I love you pretty face and you short body and your-“

Barry started to ramble.

“Not you don’t. You don’t have to lie to me to make me feel better, just.. tell me the truth.” Cisco cut him off before he could say anything else.

“But that is the truth. I love you with all my heart.” Barry said holding his waist tighter.

“No you don’t,” Cisco started, pulling his hands off his waist and leaning up the slightest bit, “you love Iris, and everyone knows it.”

“But what if I told you a different story? See, Iris knows I love you and to keep you out of harms way and to keep you from finding out that I love you, she flirts with me. She even told me that she didn’t care if she was the one to be stolen, she just wanted me happy.” Barry said cupping Cisco’s cheek and turning his head, forcing him to look at him.

“BUT I WANTED TO BE THE ONE STOLEN BECAUSE EVERYONE KNOWS YOU CARE ABOUT ME!” Cisco yelled, tears rushing down his face again. He pulled his face away from Barry’s almost falling off the building and Barry subconsciously pulled them back about 2 more feet.“I WANTED IT TO BE ME FLIRTING WITH YOU! I WANTED TO BE THE ONE THAT EVERYONE KNOWS YOU LOVE BECAUSE YOUR SO OBVIOUS! NOT HER!”

“BUT I DID IT ALL FOR YOU! DON’T YOU SEE! I WOULD HAVE GLADLY KISSED YOU IN PUBLIC! I WOULD HAVE GLADLY MADE IT KNOWN THAT—I LOVE YOU!” Barry said cupping Cisco’s face again and kissing him.

They stayed in that kiss for a while, Barry’s hands moving back down to Cisco’s waist, but this time instead of wrapping them around in a hug like formation, holding them in place and pulling him a tiny bit closer, closing the almost nonexistent gap. Cisco’s hands moving up to hold the back of Barry’s neck, pulling him even more close, literally the only room that was in between them was the space in between atoms.

They pulled away before the kiss could become passionate, looking into each others glassy eyes. Barry went up and cupped Cisco’s face again, wiping the tears away with his thumbs. They smiled at each other, settling the argument with a look: Barry did love Cisco and Cisco did love Barry.

“Hey, it’s late. We can go back to my place to night and work out the details in the morning okay?” Barry offered as he saw Cisco’s eyes getting heavy. Cisco nodded and Barry picked him up bridal style, speeding him home.

After a few minutes Cisco was fast asleep in Barry’s bed.

Epilogue:

Barry sat on the couch in his apartment living room and took his phone out of his pocket and called his best friend, Iris.

“Hey! When you never came back down we just thought you guys were talking since my dad said Cisco was really being himself today and went home!” Iris said in a slepy tone.

“No no- we’re fine. But look the craziest thing just happened to me!” Barry said quickly.

“What- did something bad happen-?” Iris asked panicked.

“No no- not bad but um- me and Cisco kissed…” Barry deadpanned, unable to contain his excitement.

“Wait really? Omg I’m so happy for you guys!” Iris said happily.

“Yeah, but we haven’t really ironed out the details yet or even made it official yet so keep it on the down low okay?” He asked softly.

“Okay… but was it a like ‘ in the moment’ kiss or ‘we just confessed to each other I want to kiss you now’ kiss?” Iris asked.

“Uh.. Both-kinda-but Cisco’s kinda asleep in my room, in my bed, right now so I’ll just text you the details because if I say it I might scream and wake him.” Barry responded.

“Wait HES IN YOUR BED!” Iris asked almost screaming.

“yeah but we didn’t like fuck or anything, he just looked tired and I didn’t want him to ya know, drive himself home so I brought him here.” Barry said quickly.

“Yeah yeah no no yeah yeah no no cool. Text me the deets!” Iris said before hanging up.

#barrisco #barry x cisco #flashvibe #literally thought about this during standardized testing and almost failed 😨 #literally had my heart #ilovethis #the flash #I love them

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Your SOA/OBX fanfic is my Roman Empire! And I love your writing, and I can't wait for you to update it!

But I gotta ask what made you come up with the idea? Like just watching both shows around the same time? Or, like, did you have other SOA fanfic ideas in mind? I gotta know your inspiration for it!

Also, thank you for the follow back! ❤️

Sorry, I spam like your posts, too! 😭

oh wow that's so sweet 🥺

SOA is my favorite show and I'm constantly re-watching it, and rafebarry is my favourite ship so they just naturally overlapped in my mind when I was writing about Rafe, Topper and Kelce's dynamic. In fanfiction it's whatever we make it, but he's pretty alone in canon, besides Barry.

So I started imagining what it would be like if he had people all his own, not ones that wanted to get with his sister or wanted his money or wanted his compliance, etc. that he would constantly have to worry about losing. My original rafebarry SOA AU was about Rafe running away to the south side to hide from Ward and being picked up by the scruff of the neck like the lost little kitten he is by Gemma, who loses her shit at a boy a couple years younger than her own being mistreated and well, Clay goes to have a chat with Ward. I never finished it but the idea was Rafe would grow straight into SAMCRO alongside Jax, who was like a big brother. I think under Gemma and Clay he would've been a completely different person, I mean imagine how far Rafe could go with a father (figure) telling him how proud he is of him. In this scenario I wasn't sure which direction to take Barry, though.. I considered making him a Mayan but they aren't as lax with their rules as the Sons, so I don't think that would work. Like I think the Sons would allow Rafe to live quietly with his roommate Barry but other MCs wouldn't. Just my piece.

I gave up on that story and started working on Delicate after listening to White Buffalo - House of the Rising Son from season 4, which screamed SOA Rafe to me. I won't bore you by picking apart all the lyrics but "my sweetheart, he's a rambler. Lord, he rides an old machine." stuck with me, especially because it's sung by another man.

I wasn't sure about the story at first but it was exciting thinking about Barry and Rafe seeing eachother after all those years, so much tension between them that they have no choice but to keep distance or they'll lose it, end up fighting or whatever. They haven't even bumped shoulders or brushed hands or knocked knees. But then Barry's on break getting lunch at some hole in the wall sandwich shop and there's Rafe and some big, scary-ass biker talking and then biker guy leans in and kisses Rafe's temple?! Cradles Rafe's face?! And then all the scenarios I could throw them into; lockdown at the clubhouse is my fav!! just the idea of Barry being holed up with all the Sons families, having no clue what's going on but not being allowed to leave is so 😋😋 like he gets bossed around by rafe a lot in delicate and I actually love it where usually I prefer it the other way around, badass biker Rafe is just different. but also a fundraiser at Barry's garage because his coworkers mom needs treatment and Rafe has the Sons show out for it, which is all fine and cool but there's a girl all over Barry, so Rafe stands off to the side with a scowl while Happy & Tiggy talk about how they'd love to help solve the problem. There were so many outlandish positions I felt comfortable writing them into in this AU which was so fun and refreshing.

It was also a way to work out my own feelings towards Barry's betrayal and the alternative route the show could've taken, where Rafe does time for his crime (despite getting out early, obviously, but that's solely based off being in the MC) and has to deal with how he feels afterwards, about what happened between them and about Barry in general, dodging his father and his past at the same time. While also working out my feelings for SOA, putting my observations into Rafe so I can flesh them out properly, like how significant some of the losses were or how unfair their lives are or the downfall of certain characters.

Thanks for this ask!! I loved getting to talk about this <3 and don't apologize about the spam, I don't mind (:

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😍, 🤩 for my caity (or kamilla if you don't have anything on cait rn!), and 😭 for the writing ask game!!

😍 published lines or a section of a fic that you loved writing?

(Bit of a long snippet here, but it's my favorite part of the chapter, from Nights That Never End.)

“[...] I just want you to know that you don’t have to worry about me. I know this is all pretty heavy, and not the easiest stuff to take in, but…I don’t want you to think that I’m walking around terrified all the time, or that I can’t handle my own problems. I mean…” [Cisco] gestured aimlessly and gave a little forced laugh. “It’s not like I’m expecting you to hold my hand every time I have a bad dream or something.” His smile lingered a little too long, and the restless twisting of his fingers wasn’t helping his case any. Kamilla frowned. There were about a dozen half-formed responses flying swiftly in and out of her head, not one of which could adequately express what she wanted to say. This was the kind of moment that defined a relationship—whether Cisco realized it or not, Kamilla knew that however she reacted now would affect how he felt about opening up to her later, and it would also determine how much he would be able to do so from then on. Her mind all of a sudden made up, Kamilla cast all her thoughts of how to reply aside, and without a single word, she reached forward and took each of Cisco’s hands in her own. The fidgeting stopped at once. Cisco stared down at his hands as they stilled, a puzzled look on his face as he took in what was happening. Slowly, hesitantly, he let his hands close around Kamilla’s, and then he looked up at her, his eyes filled with an unspoken gratitude and awe. “I don’t know what you are expecting out of this relationship,” Kamilla said softly, “but if you don’t want me holding your hand, you should probably dump me right now.”

🤩 a WIP snippet about or with dialogue from ________ [name of a character]. If you don’t have one for that character, choose someone else!

(Something featuring Caitlin AND Kamilla, from my first-meeting WIP for them.)

Hey, Kamilla, it’s Caitlin, Cisco’s friend. I asked him for your number, I hope that’s okay. I was just thinking, since you guys have been getting closer and now you’re working with Iris, the two of us should get to know each other better. Are you free for brunch this Friday? Kamilla stared at the text for a few minutes, contemplating her reply. She hadn’t really met Caitlin yet—not properly, at least. She had run into her at Jitters once, having breakfast with Barry and Ralph while Kamilla was on a pre-work coffee run. It had been just a quick meeting, with Ralph doing most of the talking (if singing My Sharona but changing the words to “Vibe’s Kamilla” counted as talking), before Barry had smacked him on the shoulder, muttering something about secret identities. But Caitlin had been smiling the whole time, and in the brief moments that she and Kamilla had made eye contact, the look in her eyes had been warm.

😭 angst or sad WIP snippet

(From my Cisco vs. Amunet AU, Into the Fire)

Cisco lay with his eyes shut for a moment, taking in everything he could before he had to see where he was. He was definitely not still lying on the sidewalk where he’d passed out, and nor was he back in his cell in Amunet’s lair; he could hear the sounds of the highway outside, smell a pot of coffee that wasn’t quite fresh but wasn’t yet old, and feel sheets and a pillow and a blanket around him. He also felt a lot of pain, and metal bars on either side of him that each of his wrists was pressed up against. One thing he didn’t feel was any connection to the vibrations around him, and his stomach churned as he started to put together what was going on. Cisco lightly wiggled one hand experimentally, and he had to fight off a surge of hopelessness as he found that there was something encircling both his wrist and the bar, holding them together. He was being restrained with metacuffs. Again.

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Okay trying to process Scavengers reign episodes, just finished the nest so shhh. No spoilers.

1. New people! Mix of the themes. People who genuinely care, like Barry, genuine bond between the three. I don't know if they're family or found or whatever but there is some genuine care it looks like. And also the selfishness. This show is very much so far people having equal capacity to be awful and also really really good. Kamens selfishness getting everyone in a horrific dangerous situation, Ursula sticking around to look after Sam even when she could technically go on her own. The blonde seeming to be planning on backstabbing Azi, Barry hearing the distress call and thinking "we need to do something." Azi growing to care for Levi even when she's initially upset at her for changing, Terrance trying to look after Barry. The older lady offering medical treatment immediately, Ursula offering to take her with them on the ship. It's about selfishness and acts of kindness and how when shit is horrible what makes it worth it is people sticking together. I get the vibes Kim selfish but as in "nobody gives a shit about me , why would I wait for them to let me down?" so she only trusts the specific group she trusts.

2. The old lady worries me. It's hard for me to get processing so that's what I'm trying to do. I don't think she was malicious. Like Sam, infecting him seemed to be a compulsion. Not her plan from the start. She saw him injured and didn't hesitate to drop everything to help care for this stranger shed never seen before. Again, the theme of "in distress people are both capable of awful and good things. Nature and people aren't inherently Bad or Good. Nature just Is Like That. People are just Like That. Horrible things happen and that's life. Good things happen and that's life." I don't know how to explain it. I think it's a thing of the creature keeps her alive, but also takes a massive toll on her. It hurts her. I think it's like the fungi in ants. Compelling her to spread it without her even noticing. I wonder how it got there. Is it a seed? An egg? A plant? Weird ass. It seems to be preying on their weakend immune systems. I'm assuming the lady was sick too? Or clearly something happened if that dramatic emphasis on the photo means anything which. Prolly does. I'm getting Vibes. My bets everyone got injured and she used that weird thing to survive.

3. That shot of the fucking BUG in Sam was horrifying and is creeping me out. The music and lighting combined to make it fucking terrifying and. No! Nope! Fucking nope! Holy shit! I'm not looking forward to next episode I almost threw up. Holy shit. I'm eating right now I shouldn't talk about this fucking GROSS.

4. Ohhh god Azi's conflict between "it wasn't all bad" and "keeping to myself is what kept me alive out here." She'd fucked herself over so much happiness wise with never reaching out to anyone. Only focusing on her work. Never letting herself be happy. She was happy in that brief period where she connected with Levi. She's so angry and bitter and freshly traumatized and. Man. That scene where she tries so hard to extend that kindness to Barry .... Man. Please let my girl be happy. Also poor Barry. Kids too young for this shit. He's too young.

5. God. Ursula getting so fucking exhausted after caring for Sam for so long. Her hitting a mental wall. She was so terrified in grief and now it's all catching up to her. She's been through hell. She had to keep strong so Sam didn't fucking die and I can see she's gonna have a breakdown soon. It's all building up.

6. I MISS LEVI.

I want Levi back guys. I want Levi 😭😭😭

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