#heartless241

[hufflepuff221b]

Thanks for the tag @nixie-deangel ❤️

Rules: Without naming them, post 10 gifs of your favorite TV shows, then tag 10 people.

I found that weirdly hard. I was determined not to pick animated series or anime because those are lists all in themselves. Also wasn't sure if things that had only one season out so far should count 🤔? Not like me to overthink things!

Okay so I tag - @babeewiththepowerr @heartless241 @a-redharlequin @tea-and-geekdom @augment-techs @skyland2703 @flippyspoon @reminerva @chasing-romulus @mcusluttt

[stormbornluna]

SECRET SANTA 2022: THE REVEAL

@ofbloodandfire @themadmonarchist @heartless241 @atimefordragons @reginalapis @punkette123 @stxrkova @alittlebitluna

[justanoutlawfic]

August x Neil?

Send me a ship and I’ll respond with a gif.

[swanfireheart]

(ง'̀-‘́)ง

(ง'̀-‘́)ง:  are you okay?

Thank you for asking! I don’t get asked that too often and it means a lot. Honestly? I’m not so sure. Some days I’m doing well. Other days I don’t quite feel like myself - I’m stressed, sad, exhausted, crying. I’m in nursing school so that’s part of it.Today I’m so so. I’ve got a migraine and I didn’t do fabulously on an exam, but New Amsterdam has been renewed and The Resident is on so I’m happy about that. What about you? Are you ok? 

[anendofeverything]

Smartass Family + Halloween for @heartless241

“What's this? What's this? There's color everywhere! What's this? There's white things in the air! What's this? I can't believe my eyes, I must be dreaming; wake up, Jack, this isn't fair! What's this?” - The Nightmare Before Christmas

[pheuthe]

If you are still doing the prompts thing. "Are you drunk?" Atomwave with a drunk!Ray and confused!Mick

((Sorry it took forever :D and this kinda got away from me... it’s post-Xover and doesn’t really end on a hopeful note. Also the atomwave is more of the companionable variety :) I can write a funny/cute one for you if you end up hating it :’D))

Mick doesn’teven look at the damned doppelganger. The trip back to the Waverider is awkwardat best, and Mick’s aware of the other man shooting him quizzical looks. He’s Snart,no doubt about it, with his stupid knowing eyes and tiny little smirks, payingattention to the shit Mick wants to hide. At the same time, something’s missing,like a beer bottle without a label on it to tell you what’s inside.It’s still beer, probably, but there’s no telling if you’re getting the goodshit or just watered-down piss.

And Mickdoesn’t feel much like gambling tonight, so he takes off as soon as they get tothe time ship and beelines for the kitchen. He needs a drink, a real one,labels and all, and he doesn’t stop until he’s halfway through the firstbottle. That’s probably why he doesn’t immeidately notice he’s nota lone – or itcould be because Haircut’s kinda hunched in on himself in that corner, forearmson the table and head hanging down like they haven’t just defeated fuckingNazis.

Mick gruntsand pulls out a chair, slamming his bottle down with a little more force thannecessary.

“What got your panties in a twist?“ he snaps,and then regrets it a little bit when Haircut glances up and he looks...hurt. Because Haircut hasn’t grown up in the same world as Mick has, and hedoesn’t know that Mick isn’t being an asshole, he just doesn’t have any otherway of doing this ‘feelings’ crap. You gotta have some rough to balance out thesoft, that’s what Mick learned, and sometimes it drives him nuts to see Raymondletting all the sappy, soft emotions justhang out for the world to see.  

Like whenhis mouth twists into a sad smile – there’s something so openly vulnerableabout him that Mick’s gut twists into a tight knot. Anyone could use that againstRaymond, anyone, and what does itmean that Raymond’s not afraid of Mick being the one to do it? Mick doesn’twant to think about it, so he grasps for anything else to say: he’s not one tofill silences with unnecessary words, but somehow, this quiet, pensive Raymondis way too wrong.

And then, Haircutcurls his fingers around his glass and brings it to his lips, and the sharpscent of alcohol carries all the way to Mick.

“Are you drunk?”he asks, the glassy sheen of Raymond’s eyes suddenly making a lot more sense.

“Not yet,” Haircutmumbles, “but I’m trying to be.”

Mick doesn’tlike the sound of that. “Why?”

“Becauseyou seem to be doing that a lot… so it must be helping, right?”

That’s howMick knows Haircut’s boozed up to the gills: who in their right mind would makeMick an example of healthy coping?! Even heknows that he’s been drinking a lot. It’s not a problem, he could stop if hewanted to, it’s just that he doesn’t have a reason to want to be sober.

Maybe Haircutdoesn’t have one, either.

“What’re wedrinking about?” Mick shrugs. He always hates talking about the thingsbothering him, mostly because he doesn’t know how to voice them, and partlybecause he’s afraid that letting them out would just bring the nightmares back.But Haircut’s different, Haircut always has words for every little stupid thingthat crosses his mind, dozens, hundreds of words just flooding his mind, so heprobably knows what the fuck it is that’s driving him to the bottom of abottle.

It takes alittle while for Raymond to breathe in deeply enough to let out what’stroubling him.

“A friendgot married today,” he says. Mick nods – he was there, and he doesn’t think nowis the time to point out that the speedster didn’t, in fact, marry hisgirlfriend because Nazis invaded. He doesn’t think the technicalities areimportant here: when Haircut continues, it turns out Mick was wrong anyway. “Iused to be in love with her. And it kind of reminded me of Kendra, and how it didn’twork out with her, and how every woman I ever cared about left. Or died: but withmy track record, who’s to say Anna wouldn’t have left in the end too?”

Hechuckles, but it’s sad and broken, and he finishes his drink in one long gulpthat leaves him coughing into his hand. When he looks at Mick again, there aretears in his eyes, and Mick doesn’t believe it’s just because of booze goingdown the wrong pipe.

“Go on,” Haircutshakes his head, mouth twisting in something like a smile, “tell me. I know I’moverreacting, and it’s stupid and I shouldn’t be doing this-“

“Nah,” Mickinterrupts, gulping down the rest of his beer, “sometimes you just gotta let ithurt.”

Raymondlooks at him then like he wants to ask about all the times Mick has taken thatadvice, and one of them is definitely not drunk enough for that conversation.

So Mickgets up (ignoring the resignation in Raymond’s eyes is harder than he would’vethought) and punches his order into the fabricator: because this right here,this needs something stronger. He sits down a minute later, setting the bottleof Jack in front of Haircut, and huffs when he’s met with a small, gratefulsmile.

“You don’thave to keep an eye on me, you know,” Haircut says quietly, like he’s ashamedof taking up too much space and time. It’s a feeling Mick knows too fuckingwell, and he’s not about to let Raymond wallow in it all by himself.

Mick poursthem both a healthy four fingers’ measure and pushes a glass towards the otherman. “Sure I do. You need to get shitfaced, I’m here to make sure you do itwell.”

Mick canpractically hear the lecture about alcohol not being an answer, but Raymondmust be more drunk than Mick gave him credit for, because he doesn’t sayanything except a quiet ‘cheers’ as he downs a good half of his glass at once.Mick whistles appreciatively, and wonders how much booze they’ll need, if not toget answers, then to tune out the questions for a while.

[coldflashed]

Ray Palmer for the ask meme thing

*Injustice Announcer Voice* The AtomSexuality Headcannon: Literally doesn’t matter what you identify as. If you give the boy a flower he’ll take it as a marriage proposal, okay? Okay. Gender Headcannon: I tend to see Ray as cis? But I think FtM would fit him, too. But his brother probably picked on him a lot during the transition, so they don’t talk much (at all) anymore.A ship I have with said character: hnnnnng AtomWave. ColdAtom, too. Or ColdWaveAtom. Just… just put a Rogue on that boy, ok?A BROTP I have with said character: SteelAtom. Do I need to explain?A NOTP I have with said character: seeing as how I nearly gouged my eyes out when he dated Felicity Smoak, can we leave it at that?A random headcannon: Ray is a hardcore paleo/vegan. Mick always teases him about how he has no problem “eating his meat”. Everyone in the room gets uncomfortable. General Opinion over said character: protect my smol bean at all costs, he deserves the best.

[ofcoldguns]

Rumor has it that your muse loves to write coldflash and atomwave

“Rumor has it...” | @heartless241

“False. Honestly I don’t see how this sort of thing spreads.”

[sigma-corner]

Shigaraki: Someone will die.

Natsu: Of fu... actually, no. Someone will just die.

For @heartless241

[atimefordragons]

header for our dilf cinematic universe on urstyle.  @themonsterslut @reginalapis @heartless241

[notjustdrwhoboards]

BNHA stimboard: Iida Tenya - Water (requested by: @heartless241)

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[themonsterslut]

People's lives don't end when they die. It ends when they lose faith

Itachi Uchia, Naruto

Honestly I have no idea about this show but anyway here you go @heartless241

HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU ANIME SIMP/HOE

❤❤❤

[ouat-rare-pair]

For @heartless241, who asked for domestic Mad Hook featuring Grace: 

AU, in which Hook, Jefferson, and Grace stumble upon the Blind Witch’s candy house. Grace wants to explore it, but her fathers know better.

[hollowheart]

hollowheart + soulmates

for @heartless241 

[anendofeverything]

If your doing requests can I get a domestic Smartass family (Loki/Tony with Peter as their son) please? Or just domestic Frostiron.

I’m ALWAYS up for taking requests! :D

Any particular domestic theme - i.e., beach, park, family holiday, etc. - or something more general like the Stony one was?

[nixie-deangel]

For @heartless241, who asked for Coldflash Harry Potter AU, with Hufflepuff Barry.

“You.” Barry paused to swallow, though his throat was suddenly dry, while clutching his bag’s strap to his chest with his left hand. “You wanna take me as your date to the Yule Ball?”

Biting back a sigh and rolling his eyes, Len gave one firm nod in response.

“O-oh.” Barry lifted his right hand up to fiddle with the end of his yellow tie while he eyed Len’s own blue one instead of looking in the other boy’s eyes. “Okay.”

“Is that.” Len started before pausing for a few seconds. “You agreeing to going with me, or just you saying okay, Scarlet?”

“Me agreeing.” Barry nearly squeaked out.

If you wanna prompt me today, check this post out.