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𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗱𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗘𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘄𝗻𝗲

"I am the hero of this story. Don't forget that. You can plaster my name on as many 'wanted' posters and plaques at the Flash Museum saying I'm a murderer and a monster as you want, but it won't change the fact that I'm the hero. My story starts in my personal past, but your distant future. A paradox, I know, but stay with me, it will all be cleared up." Eobard Thawne sat in a cold interrogation room, cuffs on his hands.

"I was born in Central Cityplex, a merge between Keystone and Central City. 25th Century. My parents raised me, designed me to be a genius." He groaned.

Darryl Frye, a Central City Police Department cop sat on the other side of the glass, "Designed? Like a computer?"

"Yes, detective," He growled, unhappy he'd been interrupted, "Like a computer." He spat through gritted teeth, "In my century, natural birth is obsolete. Families choose how their kids will look, act, think, and feel. Mostly." He explained, clenching his fists, "I remember, from a young age, I was infatuated by the 21st Century heroes. Your heroes. Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman…The Flash." He smiled softly, but there was something sinister about it, "The Flash was the most intriguing. Museums, artifacts from the past. In my time, it's all precious. I wanted so badly to learn about him. Eventually, of course, I did." Eobard Thawne stood up, staring into the two way mirror, "I studied The Speed Force, the Source of Flash's power, for years at The Flash Museum. I even became curator. My nickname was 'Professor Zoom'."

Frye laughed a little, "Professor Zoom? That sounds more like an insult."

"I can assure you, Captain Frye, it's all praise. Let's move one from that, though, shall we?" He began to pace back and forth, "One day, I found a time capsule from your time. Inside, oh, inside, it contained his suit. I was stunned. Surely this was destiny" He stopped, turning to the right, staring at Frye, "Right?"

There was no response from the intercom, everyone was deathly quiet, listening.

"I put the suit on. The power it contained. It felt so… 𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙛𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜…" His eyes glowed bright red when he said it. "The suit had enough residual Speed Force energy to allow me to tap into it. It happened. I was The Flash. I couldn't believe it."

"That sounds a little too good to be true, Professor." Frye spoke up.

"Oh, it was. I'm getting there." He chuckled, "Then, he showed up. My hero. The Flash. Curious to observe who had come into possession of his old suit, he was eager to meet me. I showed him how good I was at saving people. Couples in a car accident, people falling from buildings. We were quite the team. He even gave me some wisdom: every second is precious."

"Then what happened? You said it was too good to be true." Chief Singh finally spoke up.

"What happened was I was a fraud. In the 25th Century, crime is at a net zero, meaning I had to fabricate my own crimes. Save people I put in danger. When The Flash found out, he, albeit understandably, turned me in." Thawne growled, "After that, I decided to turn my life around. I donated to charities while in prison. My fame and image had been forever tarnished, so I was trying to show I'd changed. Upon seeing my change, I was released for good behavior. It was then I knew what I had to do: I had to become a sidekick. I donned the suit once more, changing to, well, what you see now." He gestured to his suit with the cowl up. "I knew his sidekicks wore it, so I admitted I wasn't ready. I traveled back in time, to find Flash and show him I'd changed." His eyes began to glow red again, "And what did I see but The Flash handing a watch to his new ward, Kid Flash. Engraved in the timepiece, that piece of advice he gave me. Every. Second. Is. Precious."

Thawne could feel the uneasiness behind the two-way mirror, "Lost, I traveled to the Flash Museum for guidance. It was then I found out I was destined to be his villain. The greatest villain he'd ever faced. Don't let that fool you, for I'm still the hero. By pushing Flash to his full potential, I am truly making him a better hero, thus… well, I'm sure you can do that math."

Captain Frye sighed, "Professor, we have been more than patient. Please get to the point. You turned yourself in here. A verdict no doubt justified, but you had a reason. What is it?"

Zoom pulled his cowl down, his blond hair catching the light, "I, Eobard Thawne, confess to the torture and murder of Nora Thompson Allen and the framing of Henry Allen."

Police stormed the interrogation room and tried to restrain Thawne before a red streak of electricity zipped around the room and the cops collapsed. Thawne looked into the mirror, his eyes red and voice distorted, "You seem to think I want to go back to prison, no, no. I just wanted him to see that no matter how hard he tries, even if I come willingly, he will not stop me. Come to think of it, maybe I am the villain. And you know what? It feels really, really, fucking good." A loud boom echoed through the station as the two officers sat in fear.

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Reblog this and tell me what sound(s) play(s) on a constant loop inside your head.

[sea-salted-wolverine]

me, jet lagged to hell and back, sleeping on an air mattress in a storage room with no windows, in the wrong time zone: what day is it? What's that sound? Where am I?

Mom, sleeping through her extremely loud alarm: ZZZZZzzzzZzzzz Snerk

My exceptionally gracious aunt who is hosting double digits worth of relatives on short notice AND settling her mothers affairs, by the way does anyone want a grand piano: IT'S FIVE AM LADIES, RISE AND SHINE! IF WE GET IN THE CAR NOW WE CAN MAKE IT TO THE H.E.B BY SIX! IF YOU NEED GROCERIES YOU HAD BETTER GET YOUR GOODS NOW BECAUSE WE WILL NOT BE GOING WITHIN 10 MILES OF THAT PLACE IN THE DAYLIGHT!

Me, unfolding my poor decrepit spine after 9 hours in a plane and a couple days of heavy lifting: I assume the HEB is a grocery store, but from the way you're talking we may also be laying seige to some desert demon stronghold. Also. Caffeine? Please? For the weak and unfortunate?

Mom's alarm ⏰: leedleleedleleedlelee!

Grandmas dog, with a wistful gaze: love me? Blease? A lil bit? I'm lovely and quiet

My aunts dogs, who are each approximately the size of a single slipper: we must defend our beloved mother from these fearsome invaders in our homeland! Death! Violence! Oh shit, she took a step in my direction, flee!

Mom: Snnnerk

Did everyone have a good thanksgiving? I had a good thanksgiving, but I need to vent a little bit, so you are about to hear all about the last Two Weeks of my sitcom Life.

Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. There are no obligations except to cook and eat delicious food. But what about it's bigoted and racist history, you say, what about the bigoted racist family members you must deal with? Well I say to you, once you have taken charge of your own life the world opens up and you realize that every holiday has a bigoted and racist history, but this holiday in particular offers you the chance to ridicule those bigoted family members to their face while eating yourself into a food coma and pretending to be polite about it. You can do the same thing at Christmas, but there's not kitschy annoying music or obligation to buy presents at Thanksgiving.

So I had plans for Thanksgiving. I was going down to see my family for the week. I had invested dozens of man hours and hundreds of dollars in plans for the weekend which are now getting shunted into Christmas presents, so that's my shopping done.

So I go out on Friday with friends and we did not intend to close down the bar that night but we did and then me and my partner were up at the crack of dawn to get on the road and drive down for Thanksgiving. It's a 7 hour drive but we make it fairly regularly.

But then my dad calls at 8:30 in the morning just before we leave. Grandma in Texas has passed away. And really I should have been thinking about it but I didn't, Because approximately 3 hours and 200 miles later we get another phone call and we are going to Texas.

So fun fact, last minute airlines tickets are always a bitch, but last minute tickets on a holiday weekend are a whole other Beast. Also, i am packed for Thanksgiving in Alaska. Not a memorial in Texas. But I had a chance to ditch my snowpants and mukluks at my moms house before I flew down early with her to go clean out my grandma's assisted living apartment. And this was where I had my first fuckup.

In total we were in transit for something like 9 hours, because Alaska is a long ways from everywhere. And we wanted to watch something. And I said The Fall of the House of Usher is good. And I didn't even think about it.

And it is good, but if you haven't seen it, you should know that the first episode, includes the main character explaining what he is such a shithead by blaming it on his mommy issues. Mom turns out to be the kind of person who says things like "pain and suffering are the kiss of Jesus" and you think he might have a point, but then she dies and gets buried in the backyard but she's not actually dead so she rises from the dead to go commit murder, and that is what I watched with my mother on the plane to go settle my grandma's affairs.

[theycallmetheweed]

Open up your mind and think like me

Open up your plans and dang you're free

Open up your heart and you will find

[deeeepsteep]

In loving memory of Stephen Hillenburg here is a list of my favourite Spongebob Squarepants moments

FIRMLY GRASP IT

HE’S Squidward, HE’S Squidward, YOU’RE Squidward, I’M SQUIDWARD

The panty raid

Spongebob constantly declining water in Sandy’s air bubble house because he’s too polite to tell her he needed it was so relatable

Spongebob and Patrick raising a baby clam

1% evil, 99% hot gas

Mr Krabbs breaking both of his legs trying to close a squeaky window

HE WAS NUMBER ONE

The audience turning into fish sticks at the Fry Cook Games

My NAME’S NOT RICK

Sweet, sweet victory!!!!

Once, there was an ugly barnacle. He was so ugly that everyone died. The end.

The entire Rock Bottom episode

That episode when Spongebob forgot how to make a Krabby Patty because Bubblebass was an asshole

Bubble Buddy

Mystery the seahorse

Do you smell it? That smell. A kind of smelly smell. The smelly smell that smells...smelly

The perfume department

LEEDLELEEDLELEEDLELEE

*Angelic music* Plastic!!!!!!

The fish’s Picasso Scream-like reaction after smelling Spongebob’s breath

MY LEG

The pioneers used to ride these babies for miles!!!

CHOCOLATE

The cheap birthday party Mr Krabbs threw for Pearl

The magic conch

Squidward’s thighs after eating an entire room full of Krabby Patties

Nematodes

All of the dumb Texas jokes

The juice flooding the retirement home

*Inflated Mrs Puff voice* Spongebob........why..........

The depressed fish making the same soulless face as he commutes to work, sits in his cubicle, and stares out of his window before his wife calls him to bed

This grill is not a home

NO, THIS IS PATRICK

The narrator with the French accent

The audience losing their shit at Spongebob mopping the floor after the talent show

Please feel free to add more!!

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-Mod Frickin I Cant Come Up With Anymore Of These

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